you knew, you cannot rush time. you given him the chance to explain, instead of running away, the way you did, when you met him on the day of your mother's anniversary.

your heart says, believe in him, trust him, and that is exactly what you did. you inhaled a deep breath, calming yourself down, away from the clouds of anger and rage.

you look into his eyes, as soon as you were calm.

"four days."

he began. you tilted your head slightly, confused.

"during the four days, after we met on their death anniversary, i look into your background. it was my mistake, for not looking for you, to witness the trial, and get you into closure."

he paused, waiting for your response. you, on the other hand was trying to process every words he said.

"i was selfish, i admit. i was focusing solely on knowing the truth behind my sister's death, but little do i know, there's another, who's also affected by the event."

he lowered his head, rubbing his palms against his clothed thighs.

"i've been in an out of court for two months, when the court ruled out, that my sister was innocent, i began to know the other person who was in the crash. the only information i knew, was her next of kin, your name, and the name of this town. i hoping to meet you and tell you the truth. i never knew it was you, the whole time while buying those flowers."

"i am sorry. i-i was accusing you this whole time, without giving you the chance to explain."

"and i never thought it was you, the person i am looking for is just in front of me, and i saw here everyday. not until the day of their death anniversary. i was a fool, not realising that you have the name as the person i am looking for."

both of you can't control your tears. you both, let it out freely, unbothered. you were sobbing, uncontrollably. he placed his palms on either sides of your cheeks, before wiping your tears.

"your presence, indeed filled in the empty space in my heart. knowing the bubbly, happy girl like you, makes me giddy, overjoyed! you are like a ray of sunshine, my vitamin, that i could never let go of. i am sorry, again, my flower."

lifting up your hands, you placed it on top of his, who's hands were still against you cheeks. you leaned your head, against his hand, closing your eyes, feeling his warmth. he called you softly, with his honey voice, that melts your heart.

"will you forgive me?"