It was so strange as I could only hear screams and sounds of people around me. I felt like I was tied up but it was just the channels made. I was in a hospital bed and there were several passengers alongside me , some were lifeless and somewhere in critical condition. I felt weak but still , I searched for Fritz. Where is he anyway? I groaned and a doctor came near me . He was wearing a white coat and had masks on his face. He instructed the nurse to put a needle inside my channel and I was left unconscious.


    My mind was still searching for Fritz. We are getting married this month. All the joy and happiness suddenly got in mist. My eyes didn''t open until I heard a voice, "Hey , Melissa? Melissa! Hey , are you fine?" the voice was deep , panicking and full of tension. I opened my eyes and Aron was standing beside me. My face was still full of worries. I searched around and found that I was shifted to another room. "Aron" my voice calm but still in panic, "Fritz? Where''s he?" I asked , my eyes concerned. Aron looked down at me and shook his head. He tried to keep his composure, "Melissa" he said , his voice alarmingly calm. "Where is he? I wanna see him now" my voice was raised like I was desperate . "He isn''t here anymore" his head pointing downwards. "Where is he , Aron? Please tell me?" I begged. "He died in that crash , only a few survived, I am sorry.." Aron was interrupted by my loud voice. "Shut the fuck up , Aron , don''t play games , he is here somewhere , please Aron , please.." The tears flowed down my cheek as Aron stood there still.


    Fritz hadn''t made it. My engagement ring broke that day , along with those hopeful dreams.


    I was there in the hospital. My parents and Fritz parents came to meet me but a bond was broken , it was destroyed. My mom took care of me at the hospital . She wish to had a conversation with me but I was left in utter shock. For 5 days , I didn''t talk to anyone until the 6 th day , I called Aron.


    "Hey , you wanted to see me" Aron said while entering the hospital door.


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    "Yeah , I need a favour" I said, "I want to get back to UK and resign from , THE FUTURE WITH US." I stopped.


    Aron was quiet so I started speaking again, "Aron , Fritz was my work partner and my...you know that , but he isn''t here anymore and I don''t want to got back to work even though I love it. At this point of time , I want to do something which gives me peace." I stopped. Aron nodded , understanding my words, "Coffee shop?" He asked.


    He knew about me and so I nodded. He smiled, "Melissa, if you want that , you should go for it but remember , anytime you wanna work for us , we are always open for you. I am sorry for Fritz but I want you to make a new start with yourself" Aron said.


    I am still in shock about Fritz . I still wanna be with him , I want him to kiss me like before but....


    I was recovering fast and luckily my resignation letter was passed. I want to build up myself and follow something new , something more creative . My old friends are helping me to find a place for my coffee shop. Tomorrow I would be released and go to my apartment. Mom and Dad went today and I am alone.


    I am not gonna lie but am missing Fritz. Why do we have to come back to UK? Hadn''t we come , none of this would happen. I am still looking at my ring , shining brightly like nothing has changed but the whole world has turned upside down. Loosing someone at this point of time is unbearable. I am still processing things as some of Fritz accessories are with me. I would keep some and donate as Fritz loved kids. I want to start new and this time with myself. I want to move on from this hurtful trauma but the loved ones are hard to be forgotten.


    Tomorrow when i step out of the hospital , i hope to be determined to find happiness in my passion . I hope to get success. I hope to find hope , in this darkness.


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