Chapter 436: Nostalgia
Seb sat on his couch, slumped, seemingly unaware of everything around him. He had no idea how he had even driven back to his house. A thousand different memories beat inside his head, making it ache. With a heavy sigh, he reached out and lifted the old and slightly weathered album from the coffee table.
His fingers trembled as he flipped through the pages, each faded photograph bringing fresh memories to his mind.
An involuntary chuckle graced his face as he looked at the picture of them all on Halloween. His fingers traced the cutest little witch he had ever seen... she could still remember her screams when he had caught a toad and ’gifted’ it to her to make a potion out of it.. He’d been ten...while Olivia had been all of eight..
As he turned the page, a nostalgic smile tugged at his lips, morphing into a full-blown grin at the next picture.. There they were- Erasmi, Demetri, Gabe, Ian, him and Lucien followed by Olivia, in order of their height, standing in the playground, their clothes soaked and their faces smeared with mud. All of them grinning happily while Olivia glared at him for suggesting that they stand according to their height.
She’d had a crush on Demetri at the time and wanted to stand next to him. But he’d forced her to stand next to a snot filled Lucy...The memory flooded back to him like a burst dam, the laughter and camaraderie of that day echoing in his mind.
Sigh! She’d been a fixture in his life for as long as he could remember. He felt a pang of overwhelming sadness at the thought and closed the album and leaned back his head, closing his eyes.
His fingers beat a stacatto on the leather bound album as he considered doing what his heart told him. They couldn’t go back to the past but maybe they could have a new beginning...
"No." His eyes snapped open. He’d gone crazy for thinking such thoughts. How did forgetting the past turn into a new beginning for them?
Gosh! All that nostalgia was going driving his brain cells away. She’d broken his trust when he’d needed her the most.. how was he to trust her now? He couldn’t bring himself to trust her even though he knew it was foolish of him. The hurt had never gone away. It seemed he needed sleep to replenish his lagging brain cells which were coming up with senseless indeas.