Can You See Me For Once?

Everything from another angle - 2

Samuel's POV:

The cold breeze slowly stroked my cheeks on the open balcony as it took me to the memory which was 5 years old.

As the college ends at its usual time, I was going to meet Uncle Thomas for important work.

I want to ask for a favor from him.

But surprisingly, I bumped into Calla there.

What a surprise!

It's literally 4 years since I have met her this close.

I saw her looking at me with so much love and longing in her eyes that I was again dying because of the guilty feelings.

She does deserve anything that happened to her.

But, What she doesn't realize was the fact that I was too missing her.

I was too imprinting her face in my mind.

I was telling myself that I missed her as a friend.

But even I don't believe it.

When she excused me to give me space to take to Uncle Thomas, It only hurt my heart for hurting sure a pure girl.

It is good that she left because I was going to talk about her with him.

I was going to ask a favor to convince Calla to move on from me.

But it's a great coincidence that he was already going to.

I was extremely grateful.

I was amazed by her natural cute look when she was enjoying her time alone in the wind which was similar to this wind.

I was about to smile before she connected her eyes with me.

I was again spellbound by her magic.

I scolded myself before leaving there without a glance.

My heart begged me to take a look at her behind. Because it's been years.

I have only secretly stolen some glances at her.

Only one look.......

But I forcefully thought about Amelia.

That helped me.

When I glanced at the street in front of me from the balcony, People were readily carrying an umbrella in case of rain.

I smiled remembering her Umbrella in my house.

How can I forget it?

I would have guessed it's calla even if it's for million times.

Besides, who would give their umbrella to others while drenching in rain?

Of Course, it's Calla?

I don't see her that day.

But I knew it was Calla.

Because I asked that little boy who it was.

He said it is a girl who is of Amelia's age and wore a purple crop top with a jean.

I remembered what she wore that evening while bumping her in front of Uncle Thomas.

So, it's her....

The next day, I went to ask her about the Umbrella.

But I don't take that Umbrella with me.

I was never going to give her that.

It's a memory of her.