When We Were Perfect

We were drowned in tears

For what we used to complain

When we weren't honest as well

Why are these eyes connected with the eyes of beloved

Why have my eyes tied your eyes with tears...…..

Previously, 

"Then don't be, I don't need your pity!" He said rather harshly, again turning to walk away but this time Amy blocked his path standing in front.

"I am not pitying you Daniel and I won't let you leave unless you answer my questions!" She said knitting her brows, determined to know the anguish he had been hiding.

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"Amy I am fine if that's what you want to know!" Daniel replied irritated.

"Daniel why do you have those nightmares and panic attacks, what haunts you. I want to know!" Amy said fret and concern etched on her face.

Just by listening to that, his face lost all its colour, the irritation that was present on his face was displaced by a dull one and just by seeing that very look, Amy knew that it was something awful and severe.

Daniel clasped his jaws, subsiding every haunting memory not wanting her to see his vulnerable self. He inhaled deeply, stabilising his raging heart.

"What makes you think I would tell you!" He asked stoically but Amy could feel the unsteadiness in his tone. 

"Don't you think it's unfair that you know every single thing about me from my favourites to my weaknesses yet I feel I don't know anything about you!" Her eyes got misty as she gently placed her hand on his jaw caressing his light staring at him with a gentle gaze.

He so wanted to close his eyes and slump into her embrace, giving in that feeling of relaxation. 

"I always tried to ask back then but the cold and distant look in your eyes thwarted me back. I wanted to respect your privacy!"

"Then do the same Amy, don't get yourself involved in this topic. This is something I never want to talk about no matter what. Please do me a favour and stay away from this!" Daniel replied, pulling her hand away but not harshly. 

"Why? Daniel, you can talk about it to me, maybe it will lessen that misery!" She tried to convince him.

He gave her a tight-lipped smile, gaining his calm posture again.

"Nothing can efface that gash Amy, it's carved on my soul!" 

He muttered, a fragment of pain flashing in his eyes before he sauntered out of the gym leaving her in turmoil.

............…..

"Hey, Amy! Is everything alright?" Nadia breathed out rushing towards the table with Silas on her tail.

"Is Daniel okay and Ozan….!" Silas asked, panting in worry before his eyes settled on the little boy who was sitting in a high chair enjoying his chicken nuggets giving the dishevelled people a toothy grin.

"Guys relax, everything is fine. I just wanted to have a cup of coffee and chat with you guys!" Amy said sheepishly.

Both Nadia and Silas gave her an incredulous look like she had grown two heads, sitting on the chairs in front of her.

"I can believe you, Amy, you just called us in the middle of our workday saying it's an emergency only to have a cup of coffee with you!" Silas said, picking up a chicken nugget from Ozan's plate, making him pout.

"You can order your own Silas, leave the child!" Amy said, kissing Ozan's pout.

"What! I am hungry!" He said huffing as Nadia rolled her eyes.

"Amy, you could have called us at lunchtime, we would definitely come because if your husband finds out we left the office in the middle of work without any valid reason he would surely have a penalty ready for us friend or not!" Nadia retorted.

"Trust me you wouldn't like to see his bossy side!" Silas said shivering trying to grab another nugget but this time Ozan slapped his hand away.

"My naget!" He mumbled chewing on his nugget.

Nadia burst out laughing along with Amy caressing his cheek.

"Suits you!" Nadia commented in between her laugh.

"I am sorry for rushing you guys but first you guys order something then we can talk. I don't want Ozan to become grumpy because of you!" Amy said waving at a waiter, sending a slight glare to Silas who crossed his arms pouting like a child.

After Daniel left for the office, Amy couldn't help her growing concern and interest. She was becoming more queasy with the passing time, the way Daniel's whole posture changed, a deep look of pain that flashed in his eyes. It was unnerving her. Finally having enough, she decided to call Nadia and Silas asking them to arrive at a diner near Daniel's office. There was intuition in her that was telling that Silas would definitely help her uncover the hidden things.

"Enough! What is it?" Nadia asked, placing her cup on the table, snapping Amy out of her reverie.

Amy took a sigh smiling at Ozan who was enjoying his meal and then turning back to the curious faces.

"It's about Daniel!" She let out.

"What about him?" This time it was Silas who spoke, letting go of his food and staring at her.

"Was he fine in the office when he came in the morning!" Amy questioned.

"Yeah! He was his usual working self, he doesn't like to talk or gossip around during the working hours!" Nadia replied looking at Silas who was still, brows knitted down in a frown.

"Did something happen? because he is not the person to let out his expressions or emotions even when he is going through hell. You can stab him all over but he would still come to the office in his usual calm and stoic manner!" Silas deadpanned.

"I got to know about him having nightmares and out of concern I asked him about it but he said or more like requested not to interfere in that ever, it's his privacy!"

Amy informed attentively, eyes set on the table. Nadia made a questioning expression.

"Oh my God, not again!" Silas inhaled rubbing his face.

"What do you mean again. He had them before!" Nadia quizzed.

"I am not telling you that but Amy please don't ask him about it. It really brings out the worst in him!" 

Amy gaped at him.

"What do you mean you aren't telling me about it? Silas, you got to help me with this. I need to know, I have to do something to lessen his suffering!" Amy cried out.

"Amy---"

"She is right Silas if you know something spill it out!" Nadia chimed in, giving him an agitated look.

Silas glanced at the two irritated women knowing he wasn't going anywhere without speaking.

"Guys it's….its just personal!" He mumbled under his breath.

"Personal and who do you think we are. His enemies or some media reporters who will release it as some headlines the next day!" Amy let out in an outburst.

"You…"

"Silas spill it out before I vent my anger on you for knowing it for so long and not helping him!" 

"What the hell! Do you think I never tried to ask about it or help him. If you are having a hard time with your memory, let me remind you I have been with him since we were small kids brought in the orphanage. I have been there for him a lot more than you have!" Silas raised his voice, making everyone look in their direction. Even Ozan, who was startled, began to whimper.

Amy immediately rushed to his side, unstrapping him from his high chair and settling him in her lap, soothing him.

Nadia nudged him hard, 

"Don't you have the decency to act in a public place!" 

Silas sighed and gave everyone around an apologetic smile before gazing at Amy who was glaring at him rubbing Ozan's back.

"Fine! I am sorry I didn't mean to shout!"

"Save it!" Amy scorned.

"I don't think fighting will solve the problem we have on our table!" Nadia retorted, trying to ease the tension, giving Silas a knowing look.

"What is it, Silas!" Amy asked again, this time in a low voice kissing Ozan's head who was now playing with the cutlery on the table.

"Just like I said before he doesn't like to talk about it nor does he wants anyone to help him with it. You can guess from it, I myself don't know much about it besides the fact that it has something to do with his parents and childhood abuse!"

"Parents?"

"Abuse!"

Both Nadia and Amy breathed out, shocked.

"Yes, I got the idea when he would wake up in the middle of night shouting and screaming, crying not to be beaten. When he first came to the orphanage he was a lifeless person on the brink of dying.. A weak and secluded person who always stayed away from everyone and every activity, it took me a year to befriend him.!"