My Ex-wife, My Destination
's P
rong, something worse happens." I murmur under my breath,
g a meeting in an office, he wants to meet at a
here for about two months. Since my arrival, I've been feeling uneasy, a
out of my life when all I wanted was to confess my love
n different now. Daisy and I would be living together because I'm cert
her hatred. Living without her has been the punishment I've inflicted on myself for years, and it feels like
en the chauffeur halts the c
ened, Henry? Why did
nk the car
or the meeting. What is
m already late." I order hi
matically as my eyes fall on a little girl standing outside the
something magical about this little girl that captivate
I climb out of my car and rush towards her without a second thought. I feel like
, clasping her hand when a
at me in fear. I don't know why but I don't like this
d softly ask, "What are yo
is tone on somebo
), Uncle. Why did you push me?"
wanted Ice cream, you could tell your parents. Where are they?" I ask in
y forgot about my mommy." Her sweet voi
is she,
ll you? You're a stranger, and my mommy ins
ell, that
, I need to go back otherw
sudden ache in my heart
in her eyes as soon as she hears the word ice cream, and a smile flashes on my face. S
er?" She asks, putting both her hands o
, not." I reply,
ap me?" She asks, sq
y something, a
ere? How did you reach to o
e girl's nam
oman Hope
er. "Teacher, I wante
oman is h
came her
response. "I wanted
ss the road alone. It's dangerous." She e
re of your students." I interru
erfere?" She looks
me," Hope explains, causing th
at me with gratitude. "Thank God you
taking care of kids," I instruct
e? Only the mere thought of anything happening to he
my mommy?" Hope ask
t called her. She i
ing across her face, and I feel an ache i
cream, which makes her eyes twinkle. My meeting has become a forgotten business now,
le." She gives
feeling with her? I wonder, smiling
her. "Teacher, can I go and
e the school. When your mo
s before taking my hands in he
eading through me. It feels as if her touch has the powe
lead her towards
van, and Hope's eyes widen with excitement
uld I choose?" she as
he options with her. "Well, Hope, it's all
finger tapping her chin. I don't kn
a have strawberry flavour too." She share
chocolate," I tell her, causing
ve chocolate." She grins, fl
kay, kiddo."
e cream vendor a
eam, Hope looks up at me with a w
h her is so intense, as if our paths have c
Hope, and she holds it in her small han
her ice cream while I just watch her. After so many years, I
cle." She exclaims, her c
er joy. "Anyway, Hope. I w
ises her brows at me,
If you thought this, then why did
gle, bringing imme
protected me like my mommy. I trust you." She touches my heart
nd press my lips a
e her things." She says, looking at
." I smile, softly flicking her nose, and
used, raising my eyebrows as she
want me to hold it for you?"
her ice cream with you because..." She pauses and thinks, averting her eyes for a few seconds before
she pulls her hand back and laughs, ca
ipe a smudge of chocolate from
, but I can clearly see the mischievousness in her eyes.
ave a lick, she pulls it back again and
I feel like gobbling her up. Eve
et, and to my surprise, she immedia
was just teajing (teasin
I was also teajing you. Kiddo, I didn't get sad." I p
s in conversation with me, forgetting about the
your ice cream. It's melting."
re licking her ice cream again, and I watch
th Hope, but I'm certain about one thing: I