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Can you mend my broken heart?

Gazing at the Starbucks café at the airports had become a ritual for her. A desperate attempt as she hoped against hope to see him again, probably get one more chance to kiss him again. Looking at the store all lost, she walked ahead, but stumbled and bumped against someone.  The cup of coffee that he had in his hand spilled all over just like the first time when she had met him.  "Jesus Christ", he muttered.  The moment she heard the voice she looked up and saw his face. It was the same face that had promised to stay next to her, till death did them apart. Tears flooded her eyes and she could barely speak, "I knew you would come back for me Raymond". She raised herself on her toes in an attempt to kiss him, but he blocked her lips with his palm. "Whoa, whoa, Miss !!! I guess you have mistaken me for someone else." "What are you saying, Raymond? It's me, your Akira. The love of your life, your fiancée," she said and stretched her hand showing the ring on her finger. He stared at the ring for quite some time and then looked at her face apologetically and said,  "Miss please, I am already a married man." And then he silently walked away. ----- [Instagram - niharikabhol] [Join me on discord at] https://discord.gg/cPVJ69e [Warning: This novel has mature content. Reader's discretion advised]

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The unrequited love

Walking out of his office, Dr. Nelson took a deep breath. His back was still hurting, but he didn't care. He had taken an early discharge from the hospital and had come to meet Raymond so that he could give him the prescription of memory suppressants.

He felt bad to lie to him, for he was a good man, but the thought that he was doing it for the sake of Akira pushed him and gave him the courage to do it. It was against his medical oath.

'I will apply, for the benefit of the sick, all measures [that] are required, avoiding those twin traps of overtreatment and therapeutic nihilism.'

He remembered those lines as he went down the stairs and tried suppressing his guilt.

As he went outside the Walker Enterprises, his cab was still running the meter.

"Next where to sir?" asked the cab driver.

"JFK airport."

But before he could open the door and get inside, he heard the voice of Raymond. 

He had come running from his office.