"Where is Aryan's body?!" I screamed.

"Ma'am please calm down we—"

"You fucking bitch listen to me. Better tell me where Aryan is or I will fucking kill you here." I screamed as I pointed the gun at her forehead.

"Ma'am actually his heart was donated to a heart patient and it was with the donor's consent." She says.

Heart donation?! That doesn't matter at the moment.

"I didn't ask for a fucking donation. Just tell me where he is? "

"Ma'am his funeral was held separately by the hospital also —"

She kept on telling but I ignored her. I felt numb. I couldn't even see Aryan for the last time.

I went out to the hospital garden and cried my heart out. I kept on crying, screaming and wailing asking Aryan to come back to me but no one listened to me he didn't come to me. He isn't coming.

I cry again remembering our small pieces of life.

Flashback

"Anna!" An eleven year old boy says to a nine year old girl.

"What?!"

"I want your firsts." He says.

"My first in what?!"

"In everything Anna."

"Then I want your firsts too. Promise?" She takes her little finger out.

"Promise."

I smile as I remembered those moments.

Comeback Aryan. It was you who named me as Anna. Please come back.

Flashback

"Stop calling me Anna! My name is Anuskha for god's sake Aryan!"

"But you look like Anna." He says

"How?!"

"Look at you. These brown hair with green eyes makes you look like Anna from Frozen movie. And from now you are my Anna. Only mine." He says.

I suddenly remembered the letter. The one dad gave me. He said Aryan left it for me.

According to dad Aryan wrote the letter just before getting caught by Lee and he secretly slipped the letter in dad's hands.

I take it out and start reading.

Hey Anna!

How have you been? Well obviously you won't be okay but I want you to. But by the time if you are reading the letter than it means I am already gone. And I am so sorry for that. I couldn't even meet you for the one last time.

You know why I wrote this letter?

Because I wanted to make sure you didn't forget me. You see, I took you to all those places like the fields, to see the stars that night, for dancing in the rain that night so that you'd always remember. So that whenever you look up at the sky at night, you'd think of me. You know I had a kind of feeling that something like this was gonna happen when I left for Seoul. And I wanted to be prepared.

But I didn't want to let you go yet. I never wanted to say goodbye, Anna. And I never wanted you to, either. That's why I tried to spend as much time as possible with you. So don't blame yourself for anything. But I was just so scared you'd forget. I realize now I made it a lot harder for you to move on.

And I hope you forgive me for that.

Remember back in the fields, when I said I wanted to see mini us around. I did mean it and I want to live with you, and grow old together. But I can't. But you still can. You can still have all those things, Anna. Because you deserve them. And you deserve to fall in love a dozen times, because you are kind and beautiful, and who wouldn't fall inlove with you? You're one of the best things to ever happen to me. And when I think about my life, I think of you in it. You are my entire world, Anna. And one day, maybe I'll only be a small piece of yours. I hope you keep that piece.

I love you more than you can ever know, Anna. I'll never forget the time we had together. So please don't forget me, okay? Try to think of me from time to time. Even if it's only for a moment. It would mean so much. You have no idea.

I am sorry for writing such a long ass letter but always remember that my heart will always beat for you. Only you.

Forever and always.

Good-bye, Anna.

P.S.—I probably would have made you cry by now. I am sorry.

The letter ends.

I read the letter again. I read it whenever I am free, and several more times before I fall asleep. I read it again that night and the day after that. I read it on the days I miss Aryan most and want to hear his voice through the letter again. I read his letter until I have it memorized, and I don't need to read it anymore. But yet I keep that letter with me in my journal. Because it still smells like him.

How could I ever forget you Aryan?

You mean everything to me.

At the end I promised myself that I was never going to fall in love again.

This heart will never love anyone else.