life in exile

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Amanda POV Once again , Gabriel was chatting with normally like he was not the same person who actually was all in pain and sorrow two hours ago. Seriously , this man was something else. He was so hard to predict and find out what was happening in that head of his. I actually tried to read him out most times but I surely was not able to do so. He was telling me about his child life. All the events that he was talking about seemed to be so good to him. Though he is a very rich man and all that , I can say that there is something that is actually similar when it comes to the life that the two of us led while growing up. All of us went through a lot if suffering as we did not have parents or any one to care for us . We thought that our lovers were going to be the redemption that we missed out while growing up but that was actually not the truth. Those people were actually after us to have their way and be able to fulfill there ambitions and then went away . “It is strange how the two of us have almost a similar life growing up .” I commented and then laughed out a little. It was like the two of us had known each other for some time. I was completely comfortable with him “That is the life . We hustle to live and then there are people who will not wish to see us having our way through.” “You are completely right if you say that .” I said thoughtfully . “By the way , tell me what were you doing abroad all that time?” he questioned me. I did not say anything for some time as I reminisced everything that had happened while I was still abroad. I never had any free time for myself at all. I was just working so hard to see that by the time I got back here , I would have the best with my family . I wanted to have the best with the two people that I loved so much . But that was not what happened eventually . it is like God is always having bigger dreams or rather different plans for us. By the time I returned from abroad so exhausted, all that I had planned were completely turned upside down. “Am so sorry , if you don’t want to talk about it , then it is okay .” he said apologetically when he realized that I had taken a lot of time without having a reply . “No no , it is okay . In fact I am always dying to talk to someone about everything that I have been through .’’I said and that was actually the truth . “Okay , if you insist then I am more than happy to listen to you .” he said and in deed he was in a position that shown that he was actually ready to listen to everything that I had to say. Without any hesitation, I narrated everything to him to the smallest detail. He looked at me in dismay as I narrated everything to him to the smallest detail. I swear by the time I finished narrating everything to him , I felt light hearted. This was because before , I had not been able to talk to any one about all this . I had actually wanted to talk to some one and share with him or her about how I had gone though but I did not have any one to talk to before until now . “That was so hard of you . That mean you almost did not sleep day and night working.’’ “That is it but every time when I was actually going to give up , I remembered that I had actually left my daughter and that once again prompted me to work even harder . I actually ended up working even thrice what I was supposed to do .” I lamented recalling each and everything that that I went through plus all the t*****e . I never slept just to make sure that things got well . Hello, thanks for reading. Don’t forget to add a comment in case you want to ask anything .

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