"How dare you call her dead?” Isaac angrily punched the table. She was scared for a moment.
"I'm not saying that, sir, everyone is saying that she died a month and a half ago."
"I don't care what everyone says. I just know she's in my house, she's with me." He was not ready to believe her. Maria wrapped her arms around her chest.
"Okay. Then I'd like to meet her.” At her request, he was silent for a moment.
"She doesn't like meeting anyone. Ever since she got sick, she's been irritated."
"I'll see you soon, Mr. Isaac! I just have to see her. I will never contact you again." He was lost in thought.
"Please۔۔۔۔۔۔۔"
"Okay. But I don't want any fuss at my house. If she's not ready to see you, you'll go back quietly."
"Okay!" She seemed hopeful. Even if she were alive, she probably knew something about the condition. She knows exactly where to start her journey to find the life of Nile on the destination.
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The house was as dark as day. The corridor lights were off. The lounge inside was also dark. She came in behind him.
The first thing she noticed when she entered was the smell. The same sharp and offensive boss she had felt last night as she approached the monster.
Isaac turned on the light and took off his coat.
"She has photophobia. She has often stayed in her bedroom since the chemotherapy ended."
He pointed to the stairs. She looked up and down the stairs behind him. It was dark upstairs in the bedroom too.
"Sofia! I'm Isaac!"
He said as soon as he entered and turned on the light. She was seen lying in bed. As soon as the light was on, she pulled the quilt up to her head. He smiled and sat down next to her. The quilt rolled down from the hollow.
"Look, someone has come to see you." He was pointing at Maria.
"This is Maria. Maria O'Neill." Maria, standing in the doorway, stared at him.
"Who are you talking to?" When she asks, he made a bad face.
"From Sofia..."
"But where is she? I don't see her, Isaac."
Isaac looked at her for a moment and then threw the whole quilt off Sofia. She was left speechless.
"Still say she's not here?" He was looking at her and asking.
"Yeah. She's not here. There's nobody here but us." She was telling the truth. The bed was empty.
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Isaac was unconscious for two days.
The head injury he suffered from the fall caused him to have a nervous breakdown. He was kept in intensive care for two days.
When he regained consciousness on the third day, it was just a name on his trembling lips. That's a question
. . . . . . . . . . . . Sofia . . . .
And he fainted again.
The next time he regained consciousness four hours later. The doctor was bent over.
"Mr. Isaac! How are you feeling?" His head was spinning. He wanted to turn his back on Holly.
"Sassou ... Sofia ... she ..."
"You rest. Your health is not good." Dad was in the room next time. When they saw him opening his eyes, they hurried to him.
"My baby! How are you Isaac? What happened all of a sudden?" He looked around.
"Where is she ...? Where is Sofia ...?" They were silent.
“Dad.” They looked at him with wet eyes.
"She's gone, Isaac!"
There was a sharp wave of pain in his head. He thought he would get rid of the pain. The veins in his eyes were tense.
Sofia's body was also found there. Both her wrists were amputated. Doctors say the death was due to excessive bleeding. She could not bear it all. Cancer, chemo, this pain..."
Tears welled up in his eyes and he rolled away. He was discharged from the hospital two weeks later.
When he came home, everyone was asleep. Everything was the same. The lawn grass was overgrown. Tall trees, the plants were drying up. Passing by the entrance stairs, he had vague memories of that night.
The rain.... Storm.... The sound.... Fire..... Sofia… Blood… That monster ... Those eyes…
He closed his eyes in agony.
He told Dad to leave. He wanted to be alone for a while but they dropped him off. When he entered, it was dark in the lounge. There was a sniffle in it all, and at the same time there was that smell in the air. That unpleasant feeling...unpleasant smell.
He turned on the lights.
There was a big picture of Sofia on the wall of the drawing room.
They were both together. Smiling…
He stood for a long time looking at this picture until he heard that sigh. That voice came from above. He looked up in surprise. There was someone in the bedroom. He slowly climbed the stairs and opened the door.
The scene inside him was blown away.
Some candles were lit in the room. Shaking shadows were spread on the walls. Sofia was standing in the middle of this dim light. She was looking at him with smiling face. He was freeze for a moment. It was hard to believe she was in front of him.
"You ... are you alive?" He could barely ask.