The night was so lonely and scary. I was hoping that the sun rises fast, as I was very frightened. It finally happened after that dark and lonely night. I was very tired as I walked all night, but I was surprised when I found myself not very far from Emma’s house. I sat on my bag thinking of everything happened, but mostly thinking about the way I feel about Patrick. I was wondering what made me think that he loved me. Is it because he ব্যক্ত I’m beautiful? Well lots of men told me that I’m beautiful but that doesn’t necessarily means that he is attracted to me. I don’t even look like...

I didn't care about Patrick's complement as much as I was worried about the sad look in his eyes. What was causing it? Emma claimed that they loved each other and they're happy together, what would make him so sad? I had to know and decided to find out about that while I'm in their house.
One week passed for me there. And as long as Emma is too busy arranging the house and running it, as long as Patrick and I spent আরো time together. He taught me how to act in front of the guests and what to talk about what not to talk about. He said: "All আপনি have to do is pretend that আপনি don't have any problems,...

After Emma convinced me to stay with her, she ব্যক্ত that I will stay in her house. She took me to it. I t was a big beautiful house, shows that her husband is from a rich family. It had a garden in front of it, And big wooden doors. It also looked an old house, like it's his father's অথবা grandfather's house. Before getting in I told Emma not to tell her husband that I was a fugitive, so she agreed willingly as she knew that her husband would know from the news অথবা I'd tell him at last, because that kind of secrets can't be held for long. We got into the house and I saw a fancy hall, has a fire...

I've written on my হৃদয় I shall never প্রণয় again. I have forbidden on my হৃদয় falling in প্রণয় again. I feel so lost, so broken deep inside. I feel so sad, so guilty about what I have done. Although I can't find for it any explanation and I can't understand it myself. May be it was my mistake, maybe it was his, অথবা maybe it was fate.
All I know that I want to take that moment back. Change that unforgettable scene; take it out of my head. Maybe if I could've only left a few সেকেন্ড before, I would've cached him, I would've stopped him...But ... does it matter anymore?? No, not any more. What...