“What’s your name?” I asked. He was little taken aback by my calm attitude.
“Uhh… What?”
“Your name… I’m asking your name” I repeated as I looked at his dumbfounded face.
“I’m Austin Wood.”
“Austin Wood?” I felt like I was struck by a lightening.
Many memories rushed in my brain like an avalanche. When mom was still alive, we were living in City A. Mama’s best friend Rosalind Wood and her husband James Wood was also living next to us. Papa and Uncle James were business partners. Their son was three years elder to me. I still remember his name, Austin Wood.
Is he that Austin Wood? If he is… then why would he work as an illustrator in a small company when his father owns the biggest shopping mall in this city and have a chain of hotels and restaurants.
“Ivy, what are you thinking?” he asked.
“Are you James Wood’s son?” I asked him. He was shocked for a second.
“How did you know that I’m James Wood’s son? Even none of our colleagues know my real identity”. He looked at me in disbelief. I stood there dumbstruck.
But should I say that we were childhood sweethearts? Will he still remember me? What if he doesn’t remember me at all? After we came back to New York, Papa and Uncle James started their own company and lost their contact gradually.
I had searched a lot for Austin but I only know that he went overseas for his studies. I never expected that I would meet him here after all these years. My heart started to pound like anything.
Austin Wood was the one and only love in my heart, even after knowing that maybe I would never meet him again. But now the grown up version of that little boy in my dream is standing in front of me, confessing his love to me without knowing that once we were childhood sweethearts.
I felt like I was losing all my senses, the whole world was spinning in front of me until I fell unconscious in his arms like a stupid.
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Ivy looked at me like looking at someone she had long forgotten. I felt like she was trying to remember something or someone. I completely didn’t understand her expression.
Suddenly she fell to my arms. I was a confused man who didn’t understand what was happening. She fell unconscious just like that. I took her to hospital without wasting a minute. Doctor said that there’s nothing to worry.
She’s just tired and she would be fine after a sleep. I looked at her calm face. She looked so cute while sleeping. I slowly moved the locks of hair which was blocking her forehead. Suddenly I noticed a little scar in the left corner of her forehead.
This scar… how did she had this scar. Why does she have a scar on the same spot like her? Her name is Ivy too…is she… My thoughts ran back to the time when I was eight.
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