3. The Truth

His eyes are piercing me with anger. His first question behind his anger shocked me. He started squeezing my arms tightly.

" Leave me, it's hurting Roby " , I said.

Oh my god! Did I just call him Roby which I usually called him during our college days? His expression changed from aggression to worry and he raised his hands and held my head and said, " What happened, Amy? " he leaned his forehead against mine, breathing out with his mouth. I could sense his breath smell, which didn't change for years that is as tempting as the fresh breeze to fall into the mood. I couldn't see into his eyes, so I stopped my moving gaze at his nose which is light red in colour.

He is looking at my lips which are parted slightly and I could hear his heart beat . His chest is broad and tending me to rest my head on his chest but I can't.

He is still rubbing my cheeks with his thumb fingers on both sides. I couldn't resist him because I already fell for him. My heart started beating faster and louder, my breath started flowing heavily. I have a sense of fear and excitement. His face came very close to mine and his lips are almost touching my tensely smacking lips. I couldn't resist myself but at the same time I want to push him away for what he has done to me in the past.

He was touching my lips with his attractive thin lips and asked, " What happened, Amy? Please", he said in a very slow voice like a whisper.

I'm not surprised with his question because he doesn't know anything about Ayra.

" Who is this Ayra? How come she is your daughter? Where have you been these years? " he showered me with questions.

I didn't utter a single word. I want to shout about who is Ayra but does that change the past ? No, right.

" Please, speak up, Amy", he held my face tightly and bent me little backwards and he moved on to me forward with a slow aggression.

I looked into his eyes now and said, " have you ever thought about our seperation? Or do you atleast know, why we got seperated?"

He removed his hands on me and walked a little away from me, facing the beach. He seems hopeless and I don't like it. I started walking away with a disguise face, he ran at my back and dragged me towards him. I tried to pull off my hand but he held it tightly. I tried to shook off with the help of the other hand but he bent my hands at my back and pulled my body towards his body and he placed his jaw on my shoulder. Tears rolled in my eyes. I feel like, I belong to him again.

" I'm sorry Amy , I couldn't remember what went wrong between us. I tried calling you after I went to London but you didn't answer my calls. Why didn't you pick up my calls, these years?" he said with an innocent voice.

A sudden sea wave sprinkled the water on us. He left my hands suddenly. I started running to escape from him. He ran faster to catch me up. Due to sudden force, we both fell on each other. I could re-sense his rudeness in making romance. He always makes me his submissive and I never said no to his dominant romance. His hands were ony waist holding me tightly and closely towards him. I can't take this anymore, otherwise I might get surrender to him.

" Please, leave me Roby, it's hurting ", I requested him.

" I'm sorry Amy, are you hurt? Where? " he started to touch my body.

I'm hurt for years. But how can I tell this to him.

While he is tapping my body slowly, I couldn't help but look into his eyes hopelessly.

I started remembering, what he had done to me.

" Amy is your daughter, Robert" , i revealed to him.

He stopped tapping my body and looked around randomly and said, " you are kidding me, right? "

I already expected such a response from him. I felt it was a waste of time to talk about facts with him and i started to walk away. Ayra came to me while I was waking away, to call me as all the arrangements for the party have been done.

I looked back at Robert as a gesture of it is true that Ayra is his daughter.

I could sense his eyes were filled with frustration.

We reached the front of the hotel and had a cake cut. Robert slowly comes to the place with a full of anger. He sat on a bench nearby and continuously stared at me which made me uncomfortable.

His eyes were red, he started tapping his leg. He stood up suddenly and came to me while I was cooking barbeque.

" I can help you. Please move ", he said.

He took the place to cook. I decided to move away but he turned his head towards me and said, " wait. Stay here, right beside me. No more walking away from me " , he ordered me. His commanding voice makes me obey his order.

I did not utter a single word and stood beside him. He removed the upper button of his shirt and folded his sleeves.

His chest is visible through the opening of the shirt button. He saw me watching his chest, so he turned to me with his hands on his waist.

I turned away with an embarrassment.

" Give me the veggies first ", he asked me.

I looked around to find the vegetables. I randomly picked the veggies in a basket.

" Wash and cut them ", he said to me.

I said okay and picked the knife. I felt some insect crawling on my collar bone, spontaneously, I raised my hand to take off the insect but the knife is already in my hands and went on my skin near the collar bone. I got a cut and it started bleeding. I slowly said Ouch but Robert heard me and saw me hiding my neck part with the top. He dragged my hand to see what happened. People around us are busy with various activities. Ayra and Noel are watching music playing by guests.

He slowly sided my top and saw me bleeding.

He immediately took his handkerchief and kept on my wound to stop bleeding.

" Where is the first-aid box?" he asked me.

" We ran out of stock in a first-aid box yesterday. It's at home, it's okay, I can go home and dress the wound ", I said.

Oh no, why am I sounding casually with Robert. I need to go home immediately, the wound is paining. I started to walk home. I was on the road, Robert came suddenly and started walking with me.

We walked to home silently and reached.

He opened the door for me and asked me about first-aid box.

He asked me to sit on the chair and went to pick the first-aid box. The room is calm and warm as it is cold outside. I'm trying to remove my jacket but I held the kerchief with one of my hand.

Robert came to me and watching me removing the jacket. He placed the box on the table and he helped me in removing my jacket. He removed my jacket first and trying to look at the wound. As my shirt collar is touching the wound, he said, " We need to remove your shirt" , with a soft uncomfortable tone by looking into my eyes.

" I can do it myself", I said but I know it's not possible but his tone brought me a kind of sensation in my body.

" It's okay, let me help you Amy ", he said.

I left with no other option but to accept his help. As I sat on the chair, he kneeled down and came closer to me. We have a very small gap between our chest. He said, " let me open your shirt", in a very slow and tempting voice. My body became very cool with sweat in the winter. He saw me sweating and said, " Are you okay ? " slowly rubbing off my sweat with his fingers by looking at my forehead.

He slowly began to open my shirt buttons one by one.

" You will be fine baby" , he said.

Did he just call me baby ? Is he back, the old Robert in college? Why he is still prefer to call me baby ?

" Is it painful?" he asked me.

" Yes, a little", I said .

" It's okay, let me do a quick first aid for you" , he said.

He opened all my buttons and slowly removing my

shirt. He came more closer, almost touched my chest.