~~~There were nights when the wind was so cold that my body froze in bed if I just listened to it right outside the window. There were days when the sun was so cruel that all the tears turned to dust and I just knew my eyes were drying up forever. I finished crying in the instant that you left and I can't remember where or when or how. I banished every memory of you and I had ever made~~~
-Celine Dion-
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"Hey, I'm not afraid to face her it's just that---"
"It's just that you are struggling to confess your feelings." I was the one who continued what I thought he was going to say.
"Hmmp! Yeah, kinda." He shrugged.
I didn't say anything. I just looked at him and chuckled again.
"I can't believe you."
We continued our conversation even when we reached the milk section.
But when we were about to leave, I was suddenly stopped when a man walked past me also pushing a cart towards the milk section.
"Sam, why did you stop?"
I heard Francis ask me but I ignored him as I turned around to look at the man who seemed quite familiar to me.
"Do you know him?"
He asked again, but my attention had already been caught by the man. I watched him as he gets a box of infant milk and put it in his cart before heading towards to I don't know where.
And since I got curious and at the same time, my instincts seem to want me to follow him, so I did.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Francis patted me on the shoulder, but I motioned him to keep quiet by placing my index finger over my lips.
"Shhh! Just follow behind me." I said my eyes weren't leaving the man.
"Why are we following him? Do you know him?"
"Honestly, I don't know." I shook my head. "I mean, I'm not sure. It's like I've seen him before, I just don't know when and where, but he looked really familiar."
I noticed that Francis suddenly turned silent and when I glanced at him, I also found him looking at the man who was just a few meters ahead of us.
As we followed behind him, I have thought of a few occasions in the past where perhaps I have seen him or met him, but nothing comes to my mind.
"He's also heading to the liquor section," Francis said and I nodded.
But then I was stopped again the moment we reached the liquor section. I looked at the expensive brands of wines and liquors to my left and then slowly turned to the man--- and then I finally realized. I finally recognized him.
"Francis..."
"Yes, Sam?" He turned to me, confusion written in both his eyes.
"I now recognized him!" Surprise was evident in my voice. "He just got old but I know it's him!"
"Who is he?"
"He's the bartender I dealt with a few years ago at the night bar and he was the one..." I couldn't even mention the next words as the memories of that night rushed back into my head. I formed my fists as I closed my eyes tightly.
"Are you okay?"
"No, I'm not!" I replied, opening my eyes. "And I won't be okay until I get to talk to him and ask him about what happened and why he did those things!" I was referring to the sleeping pill he put on my drinks and a sex-enhancing drug he put on Luke's drinks.
I was about to approach him, but Francis stopped me by grabbing me by the elbow.
"But it's been a few years, do you think he can still remember you and what had happened back then?"
"Well, I wouldn't know the answer if I didn't ask him, besides, he should be! He should remember that incident because if not, I will make him remember every single detail of what happened that night!"
"Ah---oh..." His eyes went wide and suddenly let go of my arm when I seriously looked at him and down to his hand... afraid to catch my wrath.
Taking a deep breath, I walked over to the man's direction before he could even exit the wine and liquors' section.
"Hi," The first word I uttered, wearing the sweetest smile I have just practiced while approaching him.
He didn't respond even a single word, but I didn't miss the shock and instant recognition that registered in both of his eyes. A small gasp also escaped his lips before his mouth hung in mid-air.
"Do you still remember me?" I asked him smiling.
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