19 Good-bye

I opened the envelope.

It was yesterday’s photos. I was standing gazing at her.

“This is how I look at her?” I mumbled.

I look forward to more pictures of her. Someone is following her since my leg got injured.

“I’m putting her in the danger,” I mumbled.

“I should not…, he is right,” I mumbled, placing the photos back on the table.

I dialed Jacob.

“Hey, how are you?”

“It's been long,” he said, picking up the call.

“I need to hire two guards,”

“I’ll send them to you tomorrow,” he replied.

“Not tomorrow, now, and it should be confidential,” I said.

“I’ll send you her pictures, and make sure no paparazzi follow her,” I said.

“Don’t worry,” he replied.

“Thanks,” I said hanging upon him.

******

I was waiting for her since we have packed up from our shooting.

It was snowing heavily and there is no sign of her anywhere till midnight.

“I should tell her and ask for forgiveness,” I mumbled.