I open the stall, glad that no one was in here. It takes me a few seconds to get rid of my phone's SD card. All I need to do now is get out of here and hear about the broken engagement tomorrow.
Job done. I get out of the stall after flushing it. Anger still bubbles on my skin despite successfully ruining his relationship. Addhya was dead because of him. She was dead because of me. I wash my hands, trying to get my memory out of the moments I realized that Amir had called that hit man.

After she died, I had to go and testify everything I saw. All the blood, the way I held her in my arms as she started taking her last breathes, the way everything looked and how everything was a blur. They managed to get her killer behind bars but left me with nothing but memories of her.

The court never found the man who hired the hit man. I always had a feeling it was Amir, we never had a good relationship. Later on I found out, when I overheard his and Addhya's last conversation. It's not enough for the court but enough to convince me.

And now, Alia is most likely breaking his heart into shards. My whole plan, with the video editing (done by a professional, a good friend of mine of course) and the public announcement seems to be perfect.

When I finish scrubbing my hands, I leave the bathroom quickly. I watch the crowd with a small smile, tired yet weary. I miss Addhya. Every single second seems to drag out, lasting for years as I leave, my mind numb with all the thoughts of Addhya.

Memories of her laugh play, her playful grin, the lips I once kissed. Memories of her death rise a long with them, turning the happiness into something that left unease in my stomach.

I lied. My job isn't done. There's something I need to do, something I need to complete.

It's time to see where her funeral took place. I didn't go, Amir had planned the funeral and didn't invite me. Some of Addhya's friends dropped by, told me about how sad they were, assuming that I didn't go because I was grieving. They told that the funeral felt scripted, felt surreal and too perfect.

They also told me that her funeral nearby here, near the place where she died.

I start the car up, driving slowly as I can. For some reason I didn't want to go. I didn't want to see the place where Addhya was burnt, where she was last told goodbye. Funerals aren't something I enjoy, I actually hated them. The way you have to say goodbye forever, how you have to admit they were gone.

I may have been in the room Addhya died in but a part of me still wanted her life. I replay memories of her all the time, recalling the bittersweet moments we were together and the moments we drifted apart in.

I stop car quickly, reaching the destination. I've driven past here, thousands of times with intentions to stop. Every time, I can't bring myself to do it. I can't seem to be able to say goodbye.

I open the door, my skin being hit by the harsh rays of the sun. Leaves scrunch under the weight of my boots, easily crushed. The sky is a light blue, a perfect contrast against the rays of the sun.

Trees shade the scenery, making room for the path I walk on. Rocks are found amongst the colorful greens and yellows of the leaves. When I look up, I see the path led to nothing.

There's no trees, instead rocks lie in random area. Amongst them, benches are set making the place seem more friendly. After that, there's nothing but an edge that could kill if you move too far.

I peer over the cliff, looking at the ocean or lake. It's beautiful, the sun shines on it harshly. It seems endless, moving on for years. Suddenly I knew why Amir wanted this place to be the place where he last sees Addhya.

I sit down, watching the waves laps onto the rocks. My legs dangerously hang over the water. "Hey Addhya," I finally say, my voice sounding strange. "I just wanted to say I loved you, that I'm sorry for everything I've done. I'm sorry that I failed you as a husband, a lover and a friend. That I couldn't stop drinking, that I couldn't just try to fix our marriage."

"I miss you everyday. Not a single second passes by where I don't. The reason why I don't ever talk to you or anything is because I don't want to admit you're gone. Every single moment, I just wish for you to be here, for you to smile and let everything be okay. I miss the way your eyes shined, your laugh and the way you just made everything feel," I say, pausing for the right word.

"- right," I finish off, finding the perfect word. The world is a screwed world, promising bitter moments no matter who you are but Addhya made me forget that. Addhya saw me more than a broken piece, a jigsaw puzzle that didn't fit in and I'll always love her for that. No - I'll always love her for everything she was.

I finally get up, feeling in terms with her death. I knew she was gone - forever and I can't do anything about that. That I'll eventually learn how to deal with the pain, that the next time I remember her I'll remember her with a smile.

"Goodbye Addhya," I finally say, feeling like it's the right words to say. I turn around, leaving the place as I smile, thinking of Addhya and I. Of the memories that was, the moments where I fell in love and was caught up in love. Instead of feeling a stab of pain, I smile.

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