414 Warmth Of Strangers (2/2)

I'm not heartless as people are calling me just because I didn't cry at my own mother's funeral. But my question is, can my tears bring her back? Can my tears fill in the hole her death left in my heart? How can tears really help me in this situation?

She had been in a coma for two years and to be honest, I knew from the very beginning that she was never gonna wake up. But like an idiot, I kept hoping that she might wake up one day. I've cried all alone by her side for way too many times but she never woke up. I think I had shed enough tears in those lonely nights I spent by her side.

However, there was a moment when I felt like crying today and that was when my best friend's mother hugged me. She was so warm and snuggly that I couldn't help it. I felt so calm in her arms and it surprised me.

Isn't it strange when strangers make you feel something even your closest family couldn't do so? I have been thinking about it often lately. Especially so when I feel very close to you when I write to you. It's difficult to describe but I feel like my words are getting you.

Even though that's just me being weird, I'd like to keep feeling like this.

I think that's all I have to say for today. If I wrote anything else, I might end up really crying and I don't want to. I promise I'll be strong like you. I'll keep wearing my smile no matter how much my heart is hurting.

Destiny Novell.'

Xiu closed her eyes trying to hold back her tears. It was getting difficult. She couldn't tell why but whether it was the last time she read the first letter or now with this second letter, whenever she read it, she could feel Destiny's emotions surging inside her own heart. As if she could feel all the sincerity or pain she went through while penning down these words.

And what did she say? Strong like her?

Xiu wanted to laugh at the irony.

Chen Xiu was capricious. If she had to call someone strong that'd be Destiny who managed to face the world all alone. Xiu would never call herself strong. If she was strong, she wouldn't have chosen to run from life rather than facing it.

Xiu couldn't tell whether these letters were a blessing or a curse to her. But they were certainly breaking her down. She had decided to read one letter at a time to let herself digest every single emotion. But who knew it'd still be so difficult?

Who knew while reading those words, her mind, and her heart would hurt so much? How was she gonna face these overwhelmingly unfamiliar scenes flashing through her mind? Those scenes flashing in her mind might be unfamiliar but she could clearly tell what she saw.

A teenage girl clad in black clothes sitting under a willow tree in the cemetery. The teenage girl was none other than Destiny. The cemetery was also familiar to Xiu, her second chance at life began at that very place.

”Ms. Bai, come to my o -”

Dylan stopped mid-sentence when he looked at Xiu's face. He had just come to the office after taking his sweet time to calm down and think through some stuff. But what awaited him was this?

Were those tears falling down her eyes?