The Love that Never Really Dies

“Sebby, you’re home.”

Sebastian glanced up and saw Sasha in an apron, standing by the dining table with a hot bowl of soup in her hand. She had appeared, looking radiant and smiling angelically, as soon as she heard him come in.

Sebastian did not know what to say to her.

“Okay, is everyone home? Can we eat dinner now? I’m starving!” Sabrina said loudly.

Sebastian had not noticed her sitting on the sofa. She suddenly stood up and started walking towards the dining table which Sebastian noticed was heavily laden with all the food that Sasha had prepared.

Can Sasha please stop doing this?

Sasha smiled awkwardly and said, “Matt, come set the table. Your aunt is hungry.”

Then, she placed the bowl of soup down in the center of the table and moved towards Sebastian, who was still standing at the front door.

“Are you tired? I made your favorite steak for dinner tonight. Go wash up and come eat.”

Sasha casually bent down, pulled out a pair of house slippers from the shoe cabinet and laid them in front of Sebastian. It was as if there was nothing wrong between the two of them.

Sebastian just stared at her quietly.

He had no choice but to slip his socked feet into the slippers and hand his briefcase over to her. Then, he hugged her stiffly as he always does.

Just as the ice around his heart was beginning to melt, the image of his mother being shot and falling unconscious into his arms appeared in his mind again.

narrowed

asked you to come

raised her head to

of bringing the children over. You like living here, don’t you?

the coldness of his voice and

it that you don’t you understand? Do you really want to talk about

for her and he had even gone as

minutes,

a few days’ time. Can’t we

if she was just discussing the most mundane household matters

Sebastian was surprised.

and cause a scene just as she

was very much

empty. He watched her put away his briefcase

expression turned even

your sister with you. Matt, go set your Daddy’s place

“Okay, Mommy.”

not heard the small argument between their parents since they had kept their

had always been the most naïve one. It was likely that, even if she had heard them, she had not understood

sat down at the dining table

over to join

spending Christmas over here this year. This will be the first we

soon as Sebastian sat down, he had begun chattering straightaway. He looked at his father