Forbidden Love

Chapter 11

I woke up next day on my bed. Somehow I remember I was been sent home by the school authorities. I was so lost and broken. It felt as if a piece was missing from me. The whole weekend I had spent thinking of her. I was hoping to see her on Monday. When I entered the school, I was excited. As I was making my way to my class, I heard a voice calling my name. I quickly turned around, but I was disappointed. There I saw my head principal standing. I got partially scared too. What if she got to know about me and Mrs. Ross and this time she would throw me out of school for doing the same mistake all over again. I walked towards her, in my own thoughts. I was snapped out of my misery, when I saw her left hand out forward. Her hand contained an envelope. I took it from her and looked at my name that was written on the front, with a heart drawn on the bottom of it. I recognized the handwriting, it was of Mrs. Ross. When I opened the envelope, it contained a letter. I took out the letter and brought it in front of my nose. I breathed in the scent. It smelled of her. I was about to read it, when I was called inside by my principal. I folded the letter and closed it inside the envelope. I walked in and took a seat in front of her. She then spoke,

“Rachel, it’s good to see you again. Hope you are doing well. I would want to inform you that Mrs. Ross left with Mrs. Dawson. They are step-sisters. Mrs. Ross transferred herself out of school and went back to her family. They found out of her ex husband who was missing from the picture and called her back immediately. Before leaving, Mrs. Ross handed me this envelope and mentioned me to give it especially to you.”

The thought of Mrs. Ross leaving, brought tears in my eyes. I read the letter and ran out of her office, out of the school, never looking back. I ran and ran, with no destination in my mind. I stopped till I reached a four-way crossing. I felt my knees give in and I fell to the ground. The sound of the truck broke me apart, but I couldn’t move. As the seconds inched, the sound kept increasing. I lay there, aimlessly, with the thoughts of Mrs. Ross spinning my mind. She is the only person who ever loved me. I think I will die without her. And I eventually gave in, the last memory being of me and her, kissing.

The letter read –

Dear Rachel,

The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected. Maybe they always have been and will be. Maybe we have lived a thousand lives before this one and in each of them we have been forced apart for the same reasons. That means that this good-bye is both a good-bye for the past ten thousand years and a prelude to what will come.
When I look at you, I see your beauty and grace and know they have grown stronger with every life you have lived. And I know I have spent every life before this one searching for you. Not someone like you, but you, for your soul and mine must always come together. And then, for a reason neither of us understands, we have been forced to say good-bye.
I would love to tell you that everything will work out for us, and I promise to do all I can to make sure it does. But if we never meet again and this is truly good-bye, I know we will see each other again in another life. We will find each other again and maybe the stars will have changed, and we will not only love each other in that time, but for all the times we have had before.

Love always,

Lauren Ross.

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THE END