Paris

" Joss, where are we? " That name, that recognition gave him all hope that he needed.

" N-nothing.. " He said with a smile.

And next day, when he woke up, he has a face of resolve that harden in time, he changed his clothe, and ready himself to leave, and decided to give jemma a goodbye kiss, but he stopped just few inches away from her, and left without saying much, not knowing if she remembered her or not, so he decided to stop that.

He went on his way, but this time having a purpose, he needed money, and he had his way to get them.

He helped the old man open his shop, and the old man noticed the sudden shift in his walk, and he walked with a purpose and looked In a hurry. Then he gave some monkeys to the poor kid and mother, but when he saw the kid, he was sleeping. And when he gave him a second glance, he saw he found it odd, and he decided to leave. And on the way to work, he also met those street dogs, and patted them in a hurry and said goodbye to them.

He entered the gym, and met his boss there immediately. His boss was also a gym enthusiast and his old friend, and that's why he gave him this job in rather good and comfortable terms. Joseph came directly to the topic, and got straight forward, and asked salary in advance not stating the reason, and he didn't need to, he knew him.

" Is it for Jemma? " And Joseph didn't reply, and he understood, and sighs .

" I can give you three month of salary in advance. " And he looked at him to gaze his expression, which showed it wasn't enough.

" I need more. "

" How much? "

" two to three lakh, ( 3,00,000 ₹ ) " the gym owner sighs, and tells him that he can get that money if he fights at night like he used to do. Which he got an affirmative no, and thanked him for giving him time, when he stopped him, and when Joseph looked at her, he saw an inner turmoil, which soon resolved, and he sighs, and looks at him.

" There is a job. "

" What kind of job? "

" A driver! You need to drop a vip to Delhi to Shimla, Shimla to Mumbai to Goa, Goa to Hyderabad, Hyderabad to Chilka lake, Chilka lake to chennai, and chennai to Bangalore at last . It'll take you like two to three months, each month will give 1,50,000/₹ with additional expenses, no shady stuff, it's all business. " and Joseph , after hearing about it, felt frustrated.

" wait, I know what you are thinking, but it's the only way, the party I know is really good, and one of my investor, one of my finest investor, they helped me establish all my branches in the city, I was gonna go myself, but i got a other important meeting next month. I can talk to them, they can give you the money in advance, they are gonna leave in a few weeks or so. If you decide, I can give you the money right now, and you can treat jemma right now. " And Joseph who was about to leave, once again think about it, the offer wasn't that bad, deal was about two weeks ago, he can go to the paris for a week, and then can return back for two months, but! What about Jemma, after that? What I'm gonna do.

" Joseph, I know what you are thinking, but just think about it. She can spend two months with his sister right! You tell me she has a great sister, and after she is cured, she can wait for you. "

And Joseph not clearing his friends mishap but he thinks about it, it was clear what his friend was thinking was nobel and he was worried about him, but he can't.

Decision between choosing his friend's offer of a job as a driver which would provide the money he needs immediately, and his desire to fulfill his love's wish to visit Paris.

Given the urgency of his Jemma's situation and her health condition, Joseph may need to prioritize fulfilling her last wish. However, he should also consider the long-term implications of his decision, including the financial stability provided by the job offer .

It's understandable that Joseph would be concerned about being away from jemm for two months, especially considering her health condition. It's a difficult situation, balancing his financial needs with his desire to be there for her. Joseph might consider discussing the possibility of a shorter duration for the job with his friend, or exploring other ways to raise the necessary funds while minimizing his time away from Jemma. He needed time, and his friends understood that.

He went back to home, taking an early day off and while he was going back, a lone eye from a corner looked at him.

And while he was going back, he looked at the church where he goes daily and just made a cross outside, and left the church without saying anything.

Joseph returned home, greeted by the dimly lit room where Jemma sat on the sofa, absently flicking through TV channels. He sighed softly, knowing that the conversation he was about to have would be difficult, especially given Jemma's Alzheimer's.

"Hey, jemmt," Joseph said gently, taking a seat beside her. "I need to talk to you about something important." Jemma looked up, her eyes momentarily focusing on Joseph before drifting away again.

"Sure, what is it?" she asked, her voice carrying a hint of confusion.Joseph took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts.

"You know how we've been talking about going to Paris?" he began.

"I've been thinking a lot about it, and I really want to make it happen for us." A flicker of recognition crossed Jemma's face as she nodded slowly.

"Paris... sounds nice," she murmured, her words trailing off.

"Yeah, it does," Joseph agreed, gently taking her hand in his.

" But to make it happen, I might have to take up a job offer that came my way. It would mean I have to be away for a couple of months." Jemma's brow furrowed in confusion.

"A job offer?" she repeated, her voice tinged with uncertainty. Joseph nodded.

" Yeah, it's an opportunity to work as a driver, traveling around India with a VIP," he explained patiently.

"They're offering to pay me in advance, which would help us afford the trip to Paris." Jemma's eyes widened slightly, a glimmer of understanding shining through.

"Oh, I see..." she said slowly, though Joseph could tell she was struggling to fully grasp the situation.

"It's just... I know it means I'll be away for a while, and I don't want to leave you," Joseph continued, his voice tinged with sadness.

"But I also want to make your dream of visiting Paris come true." Jemma squeezed his hand gently, a faint smile playing on her lips.

" You're always thinking of me, aren't you?" she said softly, her gaze meeting his. Joseph smiled back, his heart swelling with love for her.

" Do you have a doubt? " he replied, his voice filled with warmth.

"But I need to know what you think. Do you want me to take the job, or should I stay here with you?" Jemma's expression softened as she looked into Joseph's eyes.

"I want you to do what's best for us," she said quietly.

"And if that means taking the job... then I'll be okay. We'll figure it out together." Tears welled up in Joseph' eyes as he leaned in to kiss jemma gently on the forehead.

"Thank you," he whispered, his voice choked with emotion. "I love you, jemma. More than anything in this world."

" Silly I already know that ," Jemma replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

" You love me. " She said in a whisper.

"Always." he said, kissing her forehead.

After that, in the evening he called his friend and told him about his decision that he agreed, and that he'll drive the car if there isn't anything shady.

And after agreeing to that, he instantly got the message of 3,00,000 being credited in his account. And his sighs, taking a breath of assurance.

As Joseph and Jemma entered the airport, the bustling atmosphere surrounded them, filled with the hum of travelers and the sound of rolling luggage. Jemma sat in her wheelchair, her expression a mix of excitement and confusion, while Joseph navigated the bustling terminal with determination.

"Are you ready, Jemma?" Joseph asked, his voice gentle yet firm.

Jemma nodded, her eyes scanning the crowd with a hint of uncertainty.

"I think so, Joseph," she replied, her voice tinged with apprehension. Joseph smiled reassuringly, reaching out to take her hand in his.

"We're going to Paris, remember? It's going to be amazing," he said, his voice filled with warmth.

After checking in their luggage and going through security, Joseph guided Jemma through the terminal towards their departure gate, gently reminding her of each step along the way.

As they settled into their seats near the gate, Joseph kept a close eye on Jemma, offering her words of comfort and reassurance as they waited for their flight to board.

After a smooth flight and a seamless arrival at Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris, Joseph and Jemma made their way through the terminal, their excitement palpable despite Jemma's occasional moments of confusion.

As they exited the airport, Jemma's eyes widened in awe at the sight of the iconic Eiffel Tower in the distance, illuminated against the night sky.

"Look, Jemma, we made it to Paris," Joseph said softly, his voice filled with pride.

Jemma smiled, her face lighting up with recognition.

"Paris... it's beautiful," she whispered, her voice filled with wonder. Joseph wrapped his arm around her shoulders, guiding her gently towards their transportation.

"Yes, it is, Jemma. And we're going to make the most of every moment here," he replied, his voice filled with determination.

Together, hand in hand, they hailed a taxi and climbed inside, ready to embark on their unforgettable journey through the enchanting streets of Paris. As they drove off into the night, Joseph and Jemma knew that despite the challenges they faced, their love would guide them through every step of their adventure.

As Joseph and Jemma navigated through the airport, they couldn't help but notice the curious glances and lingering stares from other travelers. Joseph, with his towering, bodybuilder physique, stood out among the crowd, while Jemma, frail and confined to her wheelchair, elicited sympathetic looks from passersby.

Despite the attention, Joseph remained steadfast by Jemma's side, his protective presence a source of comfort amidst the sea of curious onlookers. With each glance directed their way, he tightened his grip on Jemma's hand, silently reassuring her of his unwavering support.

Jemma, though occasionally aware of the attention they were drawing, remained focused on the excitement of their journey ahead. She leaned into Joseph, seeking solace in his strength and the familiarity of his touch.

As they made their way through the terminal, Joseph caught snippets of whispered conversations and exchanged glances, but he remained unfazed, his focus solely on ensuring Jemma's comfort and well-being.

Together, they faced the stares and unspoken questions with grace and dignity, united in their love for each other and the shared determination to make the most of their time together in the magical city of Paris.

As Joseph and Jemma approached the iconic Eiffel Tower, Jemma's eyes widened with wonder, her gaze fixed on the majestic structure towering above them. Despite the bustling crowds around them, she felt a sense of awe and excitement wash over her.

"Joseph, it's even more beautiful up close," Jemma exclaimed, her voice filled with childlike wonder.

Joseph smiled, his heart swelling with joy at Jemma's reaction. "I'm so glad you're enjoying it, Jemma. This is just the beginning of our adventure together," he replied, his voice tinged with excitement.

As they reached the base of the Eiffel Tower, surrounded by tourists snapping photos and admiring the view, Joseph took Jemma's hand in his, feeling a surge of love and gratitude for the woman beside him.

"Jemma, How about we sing a song together right here, under the Eiffel Tower?"

Jemma's eyes widened in surprise, but then a smile spread across her face.

"I would love that, Joseph," she said, her voice filled with excitement.

" That one where Jemma goes to Paris. Yes,that one, you know! I have always wanted to go to Paris. " And like that, she became sad again, remembering that she had forgotten that she was already in Paris, and a self-deprecatory smile appeared on his face. And seeing this, he started to sing, not wanting her to remain solemn.

" Mima,, mima,, mima,, jemma is shy. " and jemma looked confused.

" isn't it 'fly?' - and Joseph chuckled and lost his rhythm.

" Yes , yes, Jemma can fly. " and she started to sing as well.

" mima,, mima,, mima, jemma can fly.

Jemma is in Paris. Jemma is in Paris.

And it's a beautiful sky, it's a beautiful sky.

Jemma is In Paris, Jemma is in Paris.

Jemma can fly, and it's a beautiful sky."

I love the beautiful sky.

You love the beautiful sky.

And Jemma is going to fly. " And Joseph smiled and closed his eyes, and a sense of melancholy filled the area, and people and beauty around him became just a background.

They didn't travel anywhere else. They stayed near Eiffel tower, Joseph didn't know if she would remember this or not, so he decided to spend all seven days watching Eiffel tower in same manner, hopping she will remember this moment same as he do, no matter how impossible this sound, many times she complain about going there tomorrow, many time she become mesmerize seeing the Eiffel tower, her expression that time makes it worth every single drop of sweat and time he had spend and he would spend.

" Time looks beautiful when you are doing good for someone you love. "