The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

“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.

eyes narrowed and

come

did you say?” Sasha raised her head to look straight into

of bringing the children over. You like living here, don’t you? Then, I’ll move in here with the children too. Look! We’ve even cleaned this

of his voice and answered him in a deliberately gentle

darkened. “Sasha, what is it that you don’t you understand? Do you really want to talk about this in front

he had even gone as far

a few minutes,

days’ time. Can’t we just

in a low, calm voice as if she

Sebastian was surprised.

that she would cry and cause a scene just as she

very much calmer

briefcase and pick

turned

and take your sister with you. Matt, go set your Daddy’s place at the table. We’re going to have

“Okay, Mommy.”

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

always been the most naïve one. It was likely

sat down at

finally walked over

here this year. This will be the first

a very talkative child and as soon as Sebastian sat down, he had begun chattering straightaway. He looked at his father expectantly, waiting for his