I had never felt so happy in my life. Just as everyone says, when happiness comes, it feathers in abundance.

My mom and dad got reunited. My family was back as well as completed with an entry of an old member as well as a new one. Mom and Dad liked Vian so much that they didn't even spare a moment for me, just gave all their love to Vian. Despite knowing of Vian's condition about his family, my mom was ready to make Vian her son then and there.

Being good at words, Vian very cleverly turned that son into a well-qualified son-in-law in my parent's eyes that I couldn't believe what was happening. My dad patted his head and shoulder from time to time, expressing his gratitude toward him and showing that he is proud of Vian.

Mom decided to take dad back with her to New York. I was a little sad that I couldn't get to spend more time with him. There was so much to tell him, he missed so many years of me growing up as a person. I had so much to say to him, but fewer words to explain at the very moment.

I had promised him that once I got my winter vacation from the university, I will fly back to New York and spend all the time with him. He insisted on bringing Vian with me, which was kind of already in my mind fixed, but still, I agreed to him.

Casey decided to live at Xav's home for some days so as not to be the spoilsport between Vian and me as she said, but I knew she just wanted to spend some quality time with Xav after all of what had happened.

Everyone went home, and so Vian and I were in his car driving back to our home. He made me convinced to spend some days with him. I had no reason to say no too, so I agreed. To think about the past, so much happened, when this all started and when we came here, felt like a flash as well.

I was looking at the bracelet he gave me, it looked so beautiful that I couldn't keep my eyes off of it. It had something special to it, but Vian said he would tell it later, and I couldn't wait for it. And for the last surprise, he said he had for me.

Finally, when we reached home, he was helping me to get out of that dress when suddenly his phone chimed. It was a call from an unknown number, but Vian's expressions stiffened like he knew who was calling at that time.

"I'll be right back," he said and took his phone. He jogged out of the house to talk to that person, but I was too tired and lazy to goof around and ask questions because I trusted him with my whole heart. He would never do anything to hurt me.

47 minutes to be exactly passed, but Vian didn't come back. I started to get worried when I got up to check on him, but just like he was waiting for me to get up to address me, I got a notification.

"Urgent work might get late. Don't wait for me, just go to sleep. Have a good night, love. Dream of me, okay?" I read the text.

What could be any urgent work at this hour and especially today when my birthday is about to end in a few minutes. I acknowledged his message and showered with love and kiss emojis to him and waited for as long as I could until I drift to the dreamy land of my own.

I woke up the next morning or was it afternoon because it felt like it. Shit. It was past 11ish and nobody woke me up.

"Vian!" I called for his name as I was angry that why did he let me sleep this late. But I got no response, seeing his side of the bed empty and properly made.

"Vian?!" I shouted for his name and checked the bathroom. He was not there. I went downstairs and something felt strange. After searching for him in the whole house, he was nowhere to be found.

I decided to call him.
"The number you're trying to reach is not available at the moment. Leave a message after the beep."

Where did he go? Did he even come back yesterday? I was starting to get worried, as a habit of mine, I pulled my ponytail to a messy bun when my eyes landed on the kitchen counter.

There was a folded paper on it with a flower. It looked strange. I went near it and opened it. It was for me, and it felt like a letter. I moved the page front and back to see from whom it was from when I saw that it was from... Vian himself.

"Is this the surprise you're talking about, Vian? Just come out, already, I don't want any more surprises," I shouted at no one, but he didn't come out.

I decided to read the letter.

Dear Josephine,

If you are reading this then by now you would have known that I'm not nearby to you. And yes, I'll never be.

Every day, little by little, I got distant from you. I kept doing everything for you, but couldn't feel the same for you. Every night, I keep searching for your beingness in my heart, but I end up getting sorrowful and empty. When I call for you in my light, you end up showing as my demon, when I call for you in my darkness, you end up showing as my worst nightmare. I thought with you being in my life, something, at least something, will be good. But it all went in vain because you were never the one for me.
You know, now I realized I never loved you, you were just a mere time pass for me.

Before leaving you for good, I want to confess something. I'm a murderer. I accept this truth, I have killed someone close to my heart and I can't face myself anymore. My dad told you the truth, I'm a psychopath, and it's getting on my nerves now.

The day I heard that recording, I had decided I will ruin you. That's why I decided to play along, and the time has come for me to dump you.

It's better for me to leave you for good. Believe me, it's for your own good. You will thank me one day for leaving you.

You are the happiest part of me, and I'm the saddest part of you. Our connection may be of souls, but I can't give you anything else than pain.

I once thought of letting things go as they are planned as per our destiny. But I have figured that out, eternity is our destiny. I'll be there for you not till death make us apart, until our souls are severed.

Not every ending is good, some are meant to go on forever.

That was again crap, and you fell for my words again. How dumb can you be?
I'm tired of becoming a perfect boyfriend for a dumb person like you, just get a life and find someone as stupid as yourself.

F̶o̶r̶g̶i̶v̶ Forget me.
Yours unfaithfully
Vian.

"THIS IS BULLSHIT!"

"You hear me, Vian? If you're playing any prank on me, just come out immediately before I lose my mind," I said. My eyes which were half asleep were now fully awake.

I reread the letter, but I couldn't believe a single alphabet of a single word that was written on it. I dropped the letter and searched for him in the whole house, again, but there was no sign of him. No way, he is not a psychopath, he is just playing a prank. Just a prank. Just a prank. Bullshit. I want to convince myself that he will just come out of nowhere and scare me, but why isn't he coming out yet.

I went back inside and read the letter again when my eyes went to that stain of a teardrop near the end. I slide my fingers on it so gently that by the time my own tears have reached the brim of my eyes.

Was it the last surprise? Of leaving me? "Vian, it's enough prank for a day, just come out, okay?" I said to the walls but got no reply. I kept my hands on my face and took deep breaths while I was standing in the kitchen like a pathetic girl who doesn't know what was going on in her life.

"Vian, please..." I whispered. Tears rolled down my cheeks, I bit my bottom lip to control the sobs escaping my mouth, but all I could see from my now blurry vision was that the rain pouring had started.

I realized something. I ran back to the garage, but his car was not there. Then I ran back in to find his documents, but his closet was empty?

Did he...? No, no, no, no, I'm imagining things, no way, he can't leave me like this. We love each other. We had made our soul promise.

But we didn't yesterday.

Still, he loves me a lot, and I love him a lot. He can't just leave without any reason. I need to find him. We didn't get our happily ever after... he promised to be by my side till death make up apart.

He also wrote that you fell for that line again.

I opened the main door and started to search for him. I didn't know when I was walking on the road barefoot, with a rain pour on my head. My tears got mixed with the rain that you couldn't distinguish it except when the tear burns down your cheek, that's when you know it's not mere rain drops.

"Vian!" I called out for his name, but I couldn't find him. He was gone. For real?
I dropped on my knees in the middle of the road, I didn't care if any car comes and crashes with me, because the only person I had given my heart to has destroyed it, destroyed me.

Please, I desperately want this to be a dream, please. Wake me up, now. Now, now, now!

I opened my eyes and found myself lying on the ground. "Look at me, please... just open your eyes and look at me once."

I felt raindrops that over landed heavily on my face, making me squint my already closed eyes. "Please..." I heard a muffled voice again.

I attempted to lift my eyelids, but they felt like they were sealed shut not daring to open up as much as I wanted to unfold my milieux, they remain closed.

With my glued eyelids, I felt some more drops descending on my face and sharp pain piercing my heart.

That stinging sensation felt like a dagger was put into my heart, and now it's been taken out to stimulate more pain.

My chest felt heavier like I drank only water instead of eating something for dinner.

"Please, Goddammit! Please!!" I heard muted cries again just above my head.

It was Vian's voice. I could hear him weeping in pain. I had to stop him. For that, I opened my mouth to speak, but no voice came out, just a dry cacophonous esthesis.

"Arghhhh!" He shouted and averred something to himself, which felt like he was cussing at someone, making me believe that even if my sensory receptors were falling apart, my ears were still working fine.

One of the raindrops fell on my lips. It was as heavy as gelatin. I pressed my lips together with the full force I had, and my taste buds enlightened. The warm liquid rolled inside my mouth slowly and tardily, that I was losing my forbearance.

I was right, it was not mere raindrops. But I was wrong too, it was not gelatin as well. Because it was... blood.

I let out a shaky dulled breath, and likewise, at the very moment, I opened my eyes, just enough for me to take a glance at my surroundings.

My whole body ached and was drenched in that thick liquid, I suppose, was blood. To my contrary state, I was serene.

Just as I took a glimpse, my eyes first landed on one individual, on whose thighs, my head was resting. Vian's head was focused down towards my face, but he didn't see me opening my eyes, because he had willingly sealed them shut.

His dampish hair was falling towards me and streaks of blood flowed easily, dripping the fluid on my face after every one or two seconds.

Was he hurt? I tried to get a clear view of his face, his dampened corner of the eyes was exhibiting slight wrinkles. How vulnerable I felt, seeing him this close to me yet so far away.

His eyebrows were knitted together where his forehead was masked with sweat, with streaks of blood dropping like tears on his face.

His forehead vein was popping like it could explode any minute. I shuddered as he clenched his jaw and tightened his grip on my tender body, making me mewl in pain that I let out a soft whine.

This time he heard my cry and opened his eyes, flapping them without pause. He sniveled shakily and held my hand in his. "I'm sorry..." he whispers sobbed into my hand and kissed my forehead gratingly.

I wanted to hold his hand, but once he let it go, my hand dropped dead on the floor. I was not able to move it.

He cautiously took my head in his hands and framed it softly on the cushion. Straight off, I desired the warmth I was acquiring being in his embrace before he let go of me.

"Don't... go..." I breathed the words out shakily.

"I'm sorry..." he softly uttered and let go of my body fully. I turned my head towards his walking figure, who was leaving me... for good?

"Plea--" before I could complete the sentence, my eyes blurred, and my paralyzed body couldn't stop him.

I wanted to shout for his name, but he was out of my sight. He was gone.

I released a shaky breath and opened my eyes again. To be found alone. That dream became my reality. Finally.

Casey and I planned to surprise Vian and Jo with her favorite food, we made with Uncle Garry. I was dialing their numbers, both were not picking up. That was strange because it was almost afternoon, and they should be awake by now.

Rain has started to descend, the ride was silent except the wiper sound coming, wiping the rain away after every quite a second only to bring more new drops of rain afterward.

We were just a turn away from their house when my eyes caught the attention of a familiar figure lying in the middle of the road soaking in the rain, unconscious.

I quickly drove the car in that direction and stopped just near the person, only to find that this familiar person was none other than Jo.

I didn't know how I got so much panicked, but as soon as I saw her, I jumped out of the car and ran towards her. "Jo? Jo! What happened?" I tapped on her cheeks and found a few scratches of blood here and there, but nothing serious injury. However, she couldn't move her body.

I picked her body in my arms while Casey helped me to settle Jo in the car. We drove quickly to their house and I let her body to their room. Casey helped her change while I called the doctor immediately.

"What the hell happened?" I shouted, but she didn't reply. She was looking at me and Casey the entire time, but she didn't utter a word.

After the rain had stopped and the doctor justified no serious injuries but a trauma to be exact for the non-movement, he said she would be fine without taking stress.

We sat near her, her hand clutched in mine. I tried calling Vian, but he was neither in the house nor he was picking up my calls. After two hours or so, Jo's body responded.

And the first word she spoke caught me off guard because it was never what I would have expected her to say.

"He left me."

What? Who? Vian? No way, he's my brother, I know him, he can't just vanish away. But the main question is how did it all happen? How was she in the middle of the road, unconscious? Where is Vian now?

She got up from under the duvet, her body not supporting her, but she managed to walk with support. She handed me a letter and smiled at me.

I read that freaking letter and my senses heightened with anger and irritation almost immediately. The more I wanted to believe it was all a prank, but seeing Jo's condition right now is saying otherwise. Casey didn't know anything as well, she tried to console Jo, but Jo didn't want attention now, I knew it.

"Did you guys fight?" I asked Jo.

"Fight? I don't remember?" She shrugged her shoulders like she didn't care at all.

"Order a pizza for me, will you? I'm hungry," she asked me with a small grin and went to take a shower as nothing had happened.

A few hours back, she was finding him by risking her life, and now she is acting like it doesn't bother her. This got me worried.

Before going up the stairs, she shouted, "Don't worry, it was destined for us to separate. That was our love."

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