Heart Of Ice

her wa

e seco

aginable and as inte

de the public announcements and called everyone necessary and informed the

icipated his own death so much that he had planned his own funeral. E

to do wa

Moretti sent me his deepest condolences. A heartfelt letter talking about my father and a large

I couldn't

funeral in complete solitude

time, he had willed everything to me, his only heir and child. He had given me the rest of his shares and I

very determined to give Mic

a knock, I didn't look up from the tv scree

e a number of them. The one I was currently watching was a favorite of mine. M

is here t

riend, but she travelled a lot. We only saw each other whenever she was in Hadron. And she had tri

e flew all the way fr

right after M

en dyed a shade of soft pink and cut into a bob. She was wearing dungarees and a pl

ay

very small, but she could crush me with her hugs so

I misse

sea air and tropical fruits. She must have been hav

s soon as

sa

in appr

ouldn't

and she

you hol

hru

ting some rest. The

with her eyes. She must have noticed that it l

ael? Is he no

the news then. She must have not seen it on the blogs and I've be

and I b

her hands on her mouth. I looked u

ppen?! You didn't

w day

d and sh

? What h

cheating

d and Fa

I'm so sorry abou

pathetically

ere and comfort you. I don't like the

ers. Why would she m

was some sort of fragile object that

do you

hrugged. She looke

st time. You've forgiven him for cheating b

or cheating before and it was foolish of me but I did it. The only soul I

I told her all that Michael had done

ime li

the words that were c

I'd like to g

it away from her. Faye stood up abru

ou sure yo

's wise that I le

ant to b

pped

d left the room. I sigh

rs of a conversation ju

t think her father's death

or a few days Ms Faye. I

did they know? They would never be abl

them all

e and let me mourn

...

essed entirely in black, I stood alone near my father's yet-to-be-filled grave, the air heavy with grief.

moment

aring every hour with it. The house was filled with flowers and gifts and thoughtful messages f

was comforting. And a huge relief. When the cer

dy. The funeral home my father had commissioned to plan his funeral had done everything like

ned to look with a frown on my face. Th

was

ant, approached with an air of hesitation. I wondered what h

entatively, "My de

and I tu

you doin

and he m

ere's something I

the hushed atmosphere. "I don't want to deal with anything related to b

. "I can't leave. Not now. There's s

xander. Today is my father's burial and it's a pri

d weight. "I can't leave, Maya, b

s at him. Confuse

t ri

e fam

belief. "Family? What

ather's burial too, I cannot leave,"

loped us. The revelation echoed through the stilln