The Best Friend's Contract novel Chapter 69

Kenna

Two months ago, I lost one person who meant the world to me—he was my father, my one and only dad who taught me everything I needed to know. He gave me everything I needed to have, he loved me with all of his heart and he cared about me and my mother more than he cared about himself.

All I needed was for him to stay. Stay a little bit longer. Long enough for me to prove just how much I love him; how much I had hoped for us to spend more time together than being separated like this, forever.

I saw pain in my eyes. I saw pain in everyone's eyes and they were trying their best to hide away the sadness they held but they failed miserably because the sadness for his death was incapable of hiding. The sadness wanted to show, wanted to rise and wanted to control.

Twenty-six years of my life, I had hoped for an eternity—maybe I was hoping for something far impossible in this world, some might say I was insane because my wishes and my hopes were stupid. They were crazy wishes.

Deep down, I know there will always be a little hint of hope left for someone like me. Goodbye forever may not be 'forever' as how we hoped because one day, I might just see the smile plastered on his face, the blueness and of his eyes the wrinkles near his lips. I might even feel the softness of his touch, hear the joy of his laughter and taste the delicious food of his cooking—maybe, maybe, one day in a dream where we'll both be grinning.

My eyes wander down the road as I make my way towards the nearest café, wanting to give a little something for Aidan; since he got his cast off last week, he has been bugging me for his favourite scones and I couldn't resist either.

A familiar figure surprises me, ''Mia?''

Her brown eyes meet mine as she wipes away her fallen tears, causing me to immediately make my way towards her—seeing Mia cry appears to be one of the rarest things in life. She's strong and she's even stronger than Aidan or Alain, so why on earth would she be crying in the middle of the street?

''Kenna—I didn't expect to see you here,'' She replies before faking a smile, trying to hide away the worries glinting in his eyes.

''Are you okay, Mia?'' I ask.

She nods, ''I've never been better. Don't worry about me, I was just getting breakfast.'' She says with another smile, controlling her heavy breathings.

I grab onto her hand, ''You . . . can tell me anything, Mia. You know that, don't you? Besides, you're not a good liar. Your brothers might not have figured you out but I can see the way you avoid making eye contacts with me. So, tell me, why were you crying in the middle of the street when you should be at uni?'' I give her an assuring grip, wanting to give her the strength for something she's hiding.

Mia stays quiet for a little while, her head probably running wild as she tries to figure out more excuses but she nods, ''Can we talk inside?''

I smile, gesturing for her to step in first.

Just as I'm about to pull the door open, I feel the coldness surrounding me which causes me to look up at the sky, first snow of the year. My lips curve up into a smile at the sight of the snowflakes, making me feel one fall onto the middle of my palm.

Time flies and it doesn't take me long to realise how Christmas is near.