Edinburgh
Broken and Forgotten

An overcast morning opens the day in Edinburgh. The rain drops came back shortly after. Viktoriya was ready to go to the store. The woman who still looks youthful, always woke up earlier than the sun today as if she did not intend to show her light.

Viktorija then turned to the wall clock that accompanied some picture frames in the living room. The pointer of that time has been at the number seventy-thirty. Viktoriya has done all the homework, including preparing breakfast. However, the short-haired woman was sure that Blaire must not have woken up let alone prepared. Though, he had to open a tavern, at nine o'clock exactly.

However, what Viktorija thought turned out to be wrong. Blaire was walking down the stairs. As usual, with a knee-length midi dress and black leggings equipped with a pair of beloved brogue shoes. "Good morning, ma'am," said the girl who has been more than happy lately with her long hair. Blaire smiled sweetly, when she saw the mother who was fixated, staring in wonder and disbelief.

"Good morning, Miss Shuterland. It's so amazing, because I don't have to yell to call you to wake up" Viktoria replied in disbelief.

"I promise, from today on you no longer need to expend too much energy to wake me up. Save your power for something else" Blaire said. He then led Viktoriya to the dining table. They both started breakfast before going to the store.

Half an hour later, Blaire and Viktorija were ready with their coats. "Do you want to bring your own umbrella or both with me, Blaire?" ask Viktorija while opening the black umbrella that he will wear, because the drizzle outside is quite thick.

"We are alone together, Mom," said Blaire accompanied by a sweet smile, which he continued to show in front of his mother. The girl is trying to shake off all the turmoil that is suffering from her now, because of the annoying love of a Christian.

Viktorija is not unable to understand the attitude shown by the princess alone puppet. However, he also pretended, because he did not want to increase the burden of feelings that Blaire was experiencing at this time. "alright. We must leave immediately," he said, returning the princess's smile. "Weather like this does make people lazy to get out of the house, but they will definitely miss hot coffee as a body warmer" Viktorija said while waiting for Blaire who was locking the door. When they finished, they both walked out of the beautiful yard.

From a distance, an expedition truck is parked on the road in front of Christian's house. Some people are busy moving things into the house. Blaire and Viktorija were stunned for a moment, when they saw the middle-aged woman who was busy giving directions to those who were transporting the goods. The blonde haired lady and the curl of the boat, standing on the porch. A moment later, he turned to Blaire and Viktorija who were standing staring at Christian's house.

"Hi" said the woman kindly as she waved her hand. While Blaire and Viktorija also replied with a polite nod with a smile. A moment later, the woman took an umbrella and walked through the yard to approach the mother and child. "Hey. My name is Anette Walsh. Are you the citizens here?" sapanya.

"Oh yeah. That's right," Viktorija replied kindly. "My name is Viktorija Shuterland, and this is my daughter Blaire" Viktorija pointed out. Blaire held out a hand to shake her hand.

"Your daughter is very beautiful, Mrs Shuterland. I just happened to move here with my three children. One of them is a girl who might be your age, Blaire." Anette turned her attention to Blaire who was instantly stunned when she heard her words. However, Blaire chose not to say anything.

Viktorija, who can read the gelagat from her daughter's body language, immediately smiles and then represents what Blaire wants to ask. "Oh, so you're the new occupant of this house?"

"Yes. I and the old owner of this house have indeed completed all business of buying and selling since a while ago. However, Mr. Aguila asked for time to clean up his belongings. Coincidentally, he just moved in last night. I am very sympathetic to that man. He decided to move from here because he wanted to release the memories of his late wife" Anette explained.

"Oh yeah. It just so happened that we did not know the master who occupied this house very well before, as he rarely socialized with the neighbors. That's how a man lives alone" Viktorija responded.

"Do you know where the master moved to?" asked Blaire who had been silent since.

"Eitherway. Mr. Aguila is a Spanish citizen. It's possible that she's back there" Anette said, still looking friendly. "I didn't talk to him too much, because he was a very quiet and mysterious figure." Anette grimaced slightly then laughed crisply.

"Mom! I need your help!" a young man from inside the house. He was a straight man with blond hair like Anette. He stood staring at the three women who were chatting under the drizzle of the morning.

"Ow is my first son, Aaron," pointed Anette at the young man in a heart-red t-shirt still standing in the doorway. "When to stop by for dinner at my place, Mrs Shuterland," Anette invited with her body language that remained friendly.

"Of course, Mrs Walsh. Our home is only two houses away from here. But now we have to go to the store. It's too late" Viktoriya replied. He said goodbye to his new neighbor.

Drizzle down with more and more. However, this does not make the streets empty. Those who have obligations with their activities, still force themselves through the cold air and unfriendly weather that morning.

While Blaire did not speak a bit during the trip. The pretty girl's gaze was blankly fixed forward. Christian wasn't just lying to himself. The man also left without saying goodbye with all the big secrets, which Blaire had never known other than his married status.

Holy hooch! How stupid of you, Blaire! You lost your mind because you were blinded by an obscure love.

The side of the girl's heart laughed and scoffed with satisfaction. Blaire won't blame anyone, including Christian. He has often refused to be close to her. But why should there be such a kiss between the two of them? Blaire was completely inexhaustible because of it.

"Don't cry. I told you something was wrong with the man" Viktoriya said coldly. He held all the anger over what Christian had done. The owner of the antique shop was so willing to play Blaire at will.

After arriving in front of the tavern, Viktoriya immediately unlocked the key. While Blaire stood up while paddling her. Every now and then, the girl's gaze was fixed on the shop next door that looked deserted. Of course, the owner had gone out of nowhere, leaving behind a piece of an unforgettable story for a Blaire Shuterland. In the shop, it all started. All the wonderful hopes and sweet dreams that Christian presents. However, it turned out that now it was only a pain that Blaire had gotten from her.