Mira's Return

to Felix, he kicked against it. "There is no need for that!, you can use that money to get another degree, get a property, or someth

. You already stated that it is my money and my body too!". He looked at me and walked past but he stopped. "I care

ror in my room? It is because I am scared to look at myself, '' I explained, panting. He held my shoulder gently and rubbed it. "What you need is a therapis

f it. I never took my mission away from my sight. I woke up everyday to think only of revenge. I paid for the surger

I slowly touched my face, traced my fingers on my nose, chin and jaw. I looked more beautiful. After my recovery, I went to see Felix. I knocked on the do

d no regrets. "I need your help this last time please", I broke the long silence between us. "A new identity?" he asked almost imm

he said, tossing them on the table. He walked out after a while, leaving me al

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rumpy. I remembered the day he handed me my new passport, he didn't wait any second to look at me.

ss about myself, all I needed was to talk to him. "What's going on? You have grown cold. Felix you have been too kind to me a

"Don't go. Don't leave, please". His voice was breaking as he spoke. I paused. "Mira, I can take the thoughts of you leaving. I d

n here" I explained. It was too hard for him to keep, it had to let it out. "Mira, have you ever fallen in lov

ck home everyday, my life became interesting because of you. Please". It was the first time a man had asked me

e to the airport was slow and solemn. I knew I would miss him. He turned back and pulled me into his hands. It was a surprise hug, I wasn't expectin

rthy of love and kindness. He wiped my tears and kissed my forehead. "I want

imed to have swapped bags with you at the airport. He has a bag with your booking name on it". I paused the call and opened the w

doubt was confirmed when he knocked on the door. I opened without hesitation and he walked in, standing by the door.

roblem. Thank you for bringing it back" I tried to sound as casual as I could. Harrison was lost, he kept staring at the

re trying to not give any suspicious reactions. Like a reflex, he held my hand and pulled me closer gently, his hands

his face to my neck. It was in the same room, the same position, the same people. I pushed him away and he came to his senses. "I am

. You can pick your bag and leave" I almost yelled. Harrison picked his bag and walked out. I breathed in r

about his rudeness and behavior when he kissed me. For a second, my world paused,