  Chapter 6 ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ The only feeling of real loss is when you love someone, more than you love yourself... ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ At that moment, Hebe felt that she had never cried so hard in these two years. After Edison died, she had been absorbing herself up in work, knowing that work would bury up her soul, leaving her no time to think about Edison. But she had lived like before she met Edison.. an empty shell.. But she decided to trust people more, giving others as well as herself a chance. Selina was her best friend ever since then, encouraging her and giving her support. Hebe was really grateful to her, if not for her, she would have turned to suicide.
Suicide. To her, it was the only way out. The only way she could see Edison again. She knew that it was foolish to think that way, but she couldn't help herself. Moreover, how can she live on without Edison? She had tried them many times, but Selina had always succeeded in persuading her not to.. "Edison wouldn't have wanted you to die for him..
He would have wanted you to live on happily.. He would have wanted you to forget him and move on... Please do that, for him, for yourself. " She had said when Hebe had a penknife held shaikly at her wrist. Hebe listened to her. But she did not move on.
She never had. Edison had taken a big part of her away.. To her, being happy without Edison was a crime, a sin, something that she would never do.. So, everyday she would go on without any finer feelings of life... A smile that she has would be only on her face, she had never smiled from her heart after that day... ________________________________________________ +_[Shawn's Point Of View]_+ I was in the photograph exhibition now. Miss Tian's assistant had told me that I had won 2nd in the competition. I was very proud of myself. Even though, I didn't win first, I was proud just to win a prize.
It was not the prize I was after, but the confirmation that my works are good... I scanned around the exhibition hall. No sign of Miss Tian.. Then, I caught sight of her assistant, Ella Chen. Rushing up to her, I asked politely, "Miss Chen? Do you know where Miss Tian is? " "Oh.
She is on sick leave today. " She chirped politely back. "Oh.. I see.." I said, disappointed. "She must be terribly sick or something. She never takes a sick leave, she is really responsible.
" Ella continued, peering at me curiously, "Why are you so concerned? " "Er.. nothing. I just wanna discuss something with her. " I lied through my teeth, feeling a blush creep up my neck. "Oh, don't worry. She would be here on the actual day the exhibition opens.
As I said, she's a very responsible person. So, if there's nothing else, I shall leave? " Ella asked sedately. "Oh, sure, sure. Thanks, Miss Chen. " I smiled at her.
"Welcome. And call me Ella. " She returned a smile and walked away. "Hmmm.. She's sick? I hope she's alright.." I muttered under my breath. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Often, we say goodbye to the ones we love without wanting to, though that doesn't mean we've stopped loving them, or we've stopped to care.
Sometimes, goodbye is a painful way to say I love you. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ 
