Mark finds The Girl...

Mark has not visited the garden after that day. He had never seen that mysterious girl again too.. The girl who saved him that night had told him there was no such girl, and that she had never seen a girl with the features he described nowhere in the neibhourhood. So he was starting to forget the girl.. he was living quite well without her memories.. The painter girl had been quite nice to him that night.. Next morning, when he got up, he had seen her lying on the floor of her beautiful room holding tight to a painting that she had drawn during the entire night while he himself was sleeping on her bed wearing some strange loose clothes. He carefully took the painting from her hands to see that it was the photo of him sleeping on her bed.. He looked around in the house… There were incomplete paintings of him in the garden all around the room.. He gazed at the pretty girl once again.. she was shivering in the floor and her bare long legs were beating onto the floor.. He carefully lifted her off the ground and placed her on her bed.. Putting the blanket over her, he turned to leave.. The girl's fingers were clinging onto his pocket.. he gently pulled her off his shirt and let her sleep peacefully.. It was still dark outside and he quickly changed to his dresses though it was still wet.

Inside his coat pocket, he felt something.. He took it out.. It was a small wooden sculpture of a girl.. It was less than the size of his fist.. It was coloured beautiful, and its features strikingly resembled the girl herself.. there was a letter too along with it.. Mark opened it to read,

You might be leaving by the time you see this letter. I have been greatly surprised on your persistent effort to find this girl. I felt deeply sad everytime you return with your head hung low and full of disappointment from here. And I sincerely wished that your dream does come true one day.. But after seeing you everyday, its like seeing you has become the only purpose of my life,.. please don't stop coming after this.. I may die waiting for you.. I cant pray for your dream to come true either, because someway, I have started to like you and don't want you to be with anyone else.

Yours,

Lilly Thompson.

Mark had known that this girl was Mrs Mathew's only daughter and he shouldn't be joking around with this girl. She may be like all other rich girls and play with his heart and just dump him after use. But everytime he thought about Lilly, he knew she was different. She was not a spoiled and haughty girl as he had expected. She was silent and her love seemed sincere. But he dared not visit her,.. That day was the last of both the girls.. He decided not to think of both those girls after that drenched night…

It was already one week past that incident and Mark has already dumped those past memories deep inside a dark corner of his head.

His boss was at an International conference and seemed very happy lately.

There were suspicions that his boss was secretly dating the deaf and dumb girl. He had seen Peter gazing at her pictures quite a long time. Nobody has noticed his boss's strange behavior lately except for him.. it might be love.. He already knew all these would happen when he saw his boss caring for the girl at the hospital. He took care of her day and night and it was the first time Mark had seen Peter parting away with his work for someone.

Mark was asked to fetch a file and he was in a rush since he was very late for the office.. He had just reached the gate of the office building when he saw someone brush past him.. A girl with long hair and strikingly beautiful eyes.. The same girl he saw in garden…and her eyes were red and hazy.. She had been crying lately…

She bumped onto him and without even giving a second glance at him, rushed forward. The traffic was unusually high and Mark heard a large tempo giving loud horns to the girl so that she would avoid getting hit, but the girl was not at all giving a slightest attention to the driver. Mark immediately rushed to the spot and spun her around with his arms and both of them fell onto a grass nearby.. The tempo just passed by at high speed smashing her sandal which had fell on the road.. He had just saved the girl on time but he was fuming.. Holding her arms tightly he scolded her, " Cant you hear the horn, what if I was not here.. you might have got smashed under that tempo.. And where were you after that.. You did not come to the garden after that day.. I waited for you everyday…" Mark felt himself crying uncontrollably.. He hugged her tight for a while before releasing her. As he held her, he looked at her.. this time face to face, he recognized her.. She was real.. and she was the same girl.. the deaf and dumb girl.. the girl his boss is completely into.. But she had been crying, boss had made her cry .. Mark did not know on whose side he was, but this time he just wanted to hold the girl near him and comfort her. As soon as his hold loosened, the girl turned around and ran away fast without looking back at him even once.

Bella was in a daze. She did not know who this man was but she felt a little comfort when he held her.. Running away from him, it got late evening when Bella reached home. There was nobody at the front door, so she quickly got inside the storeroom and shut the door.. She changed the dress back to her old hag and tied her hair and hid it up within her wig.. Her eyes were swollen up and her tears had all dried.. She was a fool to have fallen in a guy's trap. No guy can love her, she kept it in mind, never will she let off her mask fall again.. she will never become weak infront of anyone again.. She was preparing herself to throw the dress to a trash when she saw someone knocking over her windows vigorously…

It was very dark outside.. And the male shadow seemed to go to the back door.. She went to open the backdoor..

'Who could be at this hour?' wondered Bella..