Winston steps on a small rock climb onto a big one to sit beside Silvia. They kept silent for a while and then Silvia spoke,

"You did it. You are going after what you want". She looked at Winston while she said it, she noticed his beautiful eyes.

Winston smiled a little and looked into her eyes, she was looking so innocent at that very moment that it almost melted his heart. He felt the sweet sensation running through his heart, and killing down the heaviness in it.

" Did we have any other choice?", Winston said, mesmerised by her presence and this moment.

Silvia chuckled and turned her face towards the flowing water, making his way through small and big stones, layered with white tar. She was lost in her thoughts and Winston noticed it.

"I think whatever we do, we can't escape from regrets. One way or another it will find us. I think we need to choose what we want to regret?" Winston said while trying to make sense somehow. Silvia noticed it and said while smiling,

"Then why are you doing all of this? Why are you going through this struggle? What's the point?" She was looking at him with wide eyes and the smile on her face faded away as she finished talking, and curiosity took over it.

Winston kept silent for a while, inside he was conflicted between something. A man like Winston who seems strong and composed all the time seems to feel vulnerable in front of Silvia.

"I have seen people my whole life abusing power. They don't care about people who get affected by it", Winston said looking at Silvia with a serious tone.

"I don't want to be powerful, I just don't want to be powerless. I have been there, I saw my mother getting killed in front of my eyes and I was too weak to save her. I felt so helpless and pathetic that day, I was just seven years old. I cried for 2days until there were no more tears left in me".

he continued while looking at Silvia, his voice was heavy and filled with pain. And Silvia who is sitting beside him can feel it.

"And that day I decided not to be helpless again. Not be powerless again. You know, I killed the man and his entire gang who murdered my mother when I was twelve years old. And that too with the knife, I have a gun in my pocket but still, I choose to kill them with a knife. Because I want to feel it, feel them screaming with pain. I thought that would make me feel better, that it would take my pain away".

He sighed for a moment while he said it, and Silvia held his hand in hers. Both were silent for a few moments. Winston felt the softness of Silvia's hand and she felt the roughness of his. And he continued with a soft voice,

" But it didn't. The pain was always there. Now whenever I see someone powerful abusing their power, I see my mother's murderer in them. Even though I know that fighting with him doesn't make my pain go away. I don't know why I still do it?"

Silvia caressed his hand to make him feel calm, and Winston looked at her with love in his eyes. He can see how much she cares about him in her eyes.

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Both of them were silent again and watching water flowing through the stones.

"What are you looking for then?", Silvia asks, after being quiet for a few minutes, and placing her head over Winston's shoulder.

" I don't know. But sometimes I like to think that I am looking for power. It makes me feel calm and composed" Winston said, feeling the weight of her head on his shoulder. Her beautiful hair was scratching his neck.

"I think no one truly knows what they are looking for? Everyone just believes in the stories that suit them" Silvia said. And she noticed that she was still holding Winston's hand. She felt the warmth that built up between their fingers.

She remembers the day, she was irritated by his presence and now she felt like he is the closest person to her. The connection they felt between each other was beautiful. Which drove both of them into unknown lands.

Winston was also thinking about their connection, but he didn't know yet how to define this connection. He felt a great amount of joy being with her. But he is scared to walk beyond that.

He doesn't want Silvia to get hurt. Because what if he doesn't feel about her the way he feels now, for very long? What if this feeling goes away? He is not sure whatever he feels about her is love or lust or anything else?

Silvia move her head away from his shoulder,

"I think we should get back, and have some rest", Silvia said looking towards his eyes. He has lots of questions in them, and she felt it for a moment, he flipped his eyelids and she lost it, like a drop of water inside the pond.

"Okay, but what about no one sleeps in hell?", Winston said with a sarcastic tone.

Silvia chucked, and said,

"Sometimes we do, to run away from the nightmares".

Their eyes meet for a second, and non-verbal communication begins between their eyes, it goes for a few moments until they come back to their senses.

They jump off the stone and start walking towards their cottage. Everything was silent, only the cracking of dry leaves could be heard with every step they took. They reached a point where their paths get separated.

" Okay then, see you tomorrow," Silvia said.

"Okay" Winston replied. They both were staring at the eyes of each other. Like both wanted to say something but couldn't find the right words to say it. And Silvia turns to go on her way, Winston sees her from behind for a moment, her beautiful back and her long hair, bouncing from her hips left to right as she walks.

Suddenly, she stops thinking about something, and turns back, Winston was still staring at her, and she saw it. She came almost running towards him and placed her soft pink lips on his. Winston holds her closer and also starts kissing her back.

Silvia was holding his head, and caressing her fingers through his hair, and Winston was holding her with her hips, pulling her closer. Both of them were licking each other's lips and trying to move further inside with their tongues, getting bitten by their sharp teeth while attempting to enter inside.

Even with that struggle, they kept trying to enter further. And finally, they succeed, a sweet pain runs through their lips as they start biting each other's lips. They don't seem in a mood to let go of each other. A strong passionate kiss goes on for a while.

No matter how beautiful a moment is, it has to eventually end, just like this one. Silvia comes to her senses and stops and takes her lips away. Winston also stopped. Both looked into each other's eyes and felt embarrassed. Silvia turns back and walks away rapidly towards her cottage, Winston couldn't understand anything for a few seconds and kept staring at her from behind. Until she vanished behind the trees.

Silvia has a big smile on her face, she couldn't stop herself from blushing anymore. She didn't remember the last time kisses someone. She didn't kiss anyone, after coming into hell, she never found someone to trust enough to kiss him.

Now finally, she finds that trust and intimacy she used to miss here. Her heart was pounding like lightning in the storm. And she was still feeling his lips on hers, the pain that his teeth gave to her lips were still there, and to feel that pain again and again she was caressing her tongue over her lips.