I don't know where am I. It's raining heavily and I am too scared of what I witnessed before. He was a monster with a mask of an angel. I can't imagine he stabbed me and left me here to die. I am filling my last breath. He was my sunshine, so warm but it was all illusion his green forest-like beautiful eyes are haunting me, stabbing me with betrayal. I wish everything I witnessed before was my nightmare and I would wake up next to him and Aayan would wrap me in his arm. But no it's all real his arms are not home anymore it's a death bed for me.

With the last drop of tears from my eyes, it feels too heavy to keep them open.

After 2 months...

A deep thud sound woke me up. It was so difficult to open my eyes as it feels so heavy, and my mouth was fully dry. When I somehow managed to adjust my eyes to these intense lights I found myself in a weird environment. I was surrounded by huge machines and the curtains were fully closed. In a mean second, a lady with a first aid kit came in, when she saw me she immediately calls the Doctor. A guy with a white coat came inside and he looks too shocked to see me like this. He checked me up and tell the same lady to make a phone call to some unknown mister.

I am too overwhelmed by everything that is happening right now.

Where am I who am I what place is this? And what's going on.

The white coat mister smiled at me and asked me what I'm feeling right now.

But I am too confused to answer him. I don't know how I am exactly feeling.

It feels like I had finally woken up from a long sleep.

In a meantime an old man with a voluminous beard entered the room he was wrapped in a gray coat and he looks around 5'2.

He asked the white coat mister about my condition but before I could hear them the same lady carrying a first aid kit injected me with a  syringe,

Zenia, Zenia...

"Wake up darling" a very husky and old voice is all I can hear. I opened my eyes and again I found myself in a different room. It is different from the previous one. Here are no huge machines and the curtains were fully opened revealing the magical views. The room was colored pink and I can see the dream catcher hanging near the window. That was the most simple yet prettiest dream catcher I had ever seen.

This place looks much comfier than the previous one.

The very old man was full of tears and he slowly raised his hand and patted my head lovingly.

After 5 seconds, he breaks the silence.

"Are you hungry my cupcake"?

I don't know the old man but I can tell from the way his eyes gleamed with love I guess we might be very closed.

But I can remember nothing even if I tried to,

Seeing me uncomfortable the old man said to me that I am his granddaughter and I was in a coma for 2 months.

I was too overwhelmed by his answer that my tears began to flow continuously. When my grandpa hugged me I felt warmth in my heart.

I finally felt like I am still alive. I cried my eyes out and to the point, it hurts my throat too much.

6 months later...

Grandpa, Grandpa.

I walked toward my grandpa's room. We had decided that we will be going to the beach this weekend. I am already in my hat with my blue floral top.

We had made so many items of food yesterday night. My grandpa was so busy with his business affairs that he barely enjoys his life. He is almost 65 and still works like he is in his 20s. When I entered his room he was still not ready and was surrounded by so many documents and files. When he heard my footsteps he immediately woke up from his chair before I could scold him he went towards his dresser.

After 2 hours of journey me, my grandpa, Mrs. Smith and her 5 years daughter Gigi finally reach our destination. Gigi and Mrs.Smith live with us. She lost her husband when Gigi was just 1 year old. Mr.Smith died due to a major heart attack.

Hello, hello.

I pick up the call only to hear silence from the other side.

Baby Zenia, Mrs. Smith called me. She came to the hall still in the apron as she was preparing breakfast for me.

Mr.Yuksobi had called me just now he said the telephone number was busy so he called me. He missed some important documents in his room which he needs urgently and he said you to take them.

Okay Mrs. Smith I will get ready and will go to the Yuksobi cooperation, please plate the breakfast for me.

I left to the Yuksobi cooperation in my latest Marsedi. I was wearing a purple top with white formal pants peering with white heels. Wearing minimal make-up and with my untied golden  shoulder-length wavy hair, I entered Yuksobi cooperation,