It was almost half past twelve as Riley look at his watch while waiting in his car. He knew, he can't just be sitting around and do nothing about it...he brush off Eva's degrading words of not wanting to get involved with his son's plight. She doesn't want to care anymore...for all she thinks about now, is her so call reputation among her socialite friends and partners. Riley felt disheartened by Eva's attitude towards Ezekiel and also towards his small heart. It seems the love foundation, which they used to build illuminating their harmonious live...begins to show few signs of insignificant flaws of wreaking. Riley tries hard to figure out, what exactly has happened between them...was it his fault, that she's flipping her characters towards the barb fences of wires....or was there something else that might have sway their love boat, upon the hard rocky shore instead. Riley shakes his head in disbelief as he decides not to bother about his trouble mind off his marriage...but to focus on Ezekiel's case instead. Then he saw her....the girl...the victim, as that's what the judge has name her. No exact evidence was presented..during the trial, however...the case was still consider as rape...even though medical report had clearly stated...consensual sex does happen on that 'victim' part..but still no concluded remarkable evidence to proof that she was having sex with Ezekiel...the worst scenario..she was only sixteen.Suddenly, Riley saw her coming out from the school gate with the rest of her girl friends...she seems to be a popular girl in her school...as that what Riley presume..in a sense on how she was carrying her head high up in the air....looks like she's the leader of the pack. Riley decides to step out from his car...when out of the blue, there came around a white van which stop abruptly along the side of the road. Riley stay put in his car in awhile. From the white van, came out a man....and Riley soon recognized he was the girl's father. He walk briskly towards his daughter...and roughly pulls her away from the crowd. From, Riley's view..it seems the girl was trying hard to get her father's grip off her...but it was all in vain..as he continue roughly dragging her along with him....towards the van. Riley frown upon seen this...with so many questions circling around his mind. As the white van droves off....Riley decides to follow along.
Not wanting to look so obvious, that Riley was tail gating the van, Riley plan to drove few feet away from it. After few minutes of unspoken solution, to where the heck the van was directing, his undeterred quest of pursue, when finally the van stop in front of a nice looking home. “This must be their home.” thought Riley to himself, with uncertainty note forming in his heart. Still sitting in his car, as he wanted to finalize his earlier statement of doubt. Soon, the father of the girl….came out from the van as he came towards the other side of his vehicle, opening the door and forcefully drags his daughter out from it. Riley tap his fingers upon his steering wheel…”Should I be out there too.. Should I be not ?” he quiz himself with this question. From his view..the girl was crying tearfully as her father continue to force her onto the pavement which lead them to their home. After unlocking the door, he quickly slammed shu …and that’s was it. Riley waited for yet another fifteen minutes but still, there were no indication, of anyone coming out from there. Putting on his shade, Riley decides to drove off and will continue with this mission….some other day…because he decides to jump head along to the other party, whom Ezekiel seems to become too close with…Kareem!
Yasmeen continue reading her FB inbox message from Ezekiel for several times....until she must have lost count. "Yasmeen, probably this is the last message..I'm sending to you. Just like what I have tell you before....yet again and again....it's just not worth fighting for it any more. My hope were like chasing shadow of a flying dove...thinking that I could touch the dove with my palm..but I was a fool, a barren idiot for I'm not chasing anything, but just a mere soul less shadow of despair !!! I'm deactivating my account by this mid noon...for I'm bringing my dead soul to hell....forget about me...forget about us. Please forgive me for what I have done....for the things which I say...Ezekiel." Yasmeen finally...suck in deep breath...as she wipes her falling tears off from her cheeks....and then she shut her mini note book lap top. Touching her warm neck with her palms.....suddenly she felt so lonely. Having her sight towards the bare wooden bench along the shady path garden....the thought of him....keeps coming back to haunt her. The chasing games....tickling each others tummy....wild hilarious jokes...the wonderful feeling of been so in love. "Was this just a waste of time? Self pitying on my part...making me feel so empty and small.." thought Yasmeen to herself. "So if this is what he wants...so let it be then...!!! I'm closing my charts on you....it might take a miracle to flip to your clean chart of hope." scream the inner voice of Yasmeen.
"He did move along with that girl....which unfortunately, I did not know where both of them were heading too..." exclaimed Kareem as he twirl the straw of his mix fruit juice in the plastic cup.
"So you don't know anything about her?" interrogate Riley as he push his courage....in wanting for the definite answers.
Kareem shakes his head as he sips his fruit juice. Riley gave a huge sigh....and shakes his head in bewilderment. "Look, Riley....I do belief Ezekiel is innocent. He will never hurt a flea...and this sickening accusation....is simply atrocious." continues Kareem, as he had his attention towards Riley's stare.
"What did you do to him?" snapped Riley coldly. Kareem froze and this time he lost his guts as he can't watch straight into Riley's intense stared."Answer me?" drill Riley.
"I can't recall much either..."stammered Kareem, as he begins to get kind of anxious, been interrogated like a convict. Riley was not convince with that remark, as he had his intense eyes looking straight into Kareem's terror eyes....terror eyes of guilt. "I was too drunk to remember...." finally utters Kareem, as he looks away from Riley's deep stare. Riley give a huge sigh as he stood up from the stool...bringing his jacket above his shoulder...wanted to move along.
"Wait...Jessy....that's her name....she was an adopted daughter....no blood ties or relation with her family that she was living in right now." cried Kareem while he begins fidgeting with the straw....but his sight was totally away from Riley's. Riley turns to look upon Kareem...remorseful looking face...and from those eyes....every little secret begins to unveiled itself....but Riley decides not to push any further.
"That's good enough." replied Riley coldly. "Anyway, here's my number, you can always drop me a message, or give me a call if you have any additional info about this matter. Thank you...I really appreciate this...and I'm sure Ezekiel would be too. Sure this is killing your soul....seeing one of your friend's hope and dreams crash." continue Riley, and then finally he left as he headed towards his car.
"Adopted child....this sounds interesting." thought Riley to himself.
'It seems death enclosing Sephira's mind as her spiritual and faith courage begins to be slipping away from her soul. Her soul courage from the beaming moon, soon begins to fade away, due to the gloomy clouds which had shroud the infinite rays.
"Please forgive my wretch soul...for the cause of the fallen kingdom....your highness." suddenly utters a voice tearfully.
"You will never understand...you will never know..." cried that voice again..as it begins to sound more persistent..while moving it's half rot branches against the tiny window of the dark hollow dungeon.
Sephira looks around, as she tries to figure out where possibilities that voice might have come from, "You can't be the death angel I supposed?" asked Sephira curiously.
"No...it was a curse from that witch. I was tricked...I have been fooled..."exclaimed that voice again, remorsefully as the branches trembles in dismay.
"You speak?" cried Sephira, as soon she realized it was the fallen oak tree that has been talking to her..trying to gain her attention.
"Please forgive me your highness....!!! Seek your true love and break this curse. I know nothing can be done to save my helpless soul....but it is never to late to save the other...." continue the oak tree again sorrowfully.
"Why are you speaking this way....I still don't understand? And who are you...someone whom I know..do our path crosses before? asked Sephira curiously as she begins to find, her new source of hope.
"I have taken everything away from you...everything was gone amd perish due to my own darkness...I was blinded due to my desire..." trails that voice again. "Please continue your mission, insearching for your true love and break this curse. You have got to find the crystals rose, which that witch has hidden. Find it....before the last petal falls...convey your love. the rose will blooms again..." trails the old oak tree.
The strange oak tree, was the new found hope for Sephira, once more uplifting her will, to hang on to her soul. “Do you have name? Maybe any core words that might trigger my memory…any form of memory about you?” probe Sephira.
“A name which I have long forgotten about myself, your highness…” trails the oak tree again solemnly.
Suddenly, Sephira saw a spark of thunderbolt right across the sky…and she knew this is something not ordinary at all. Few more thunderbolts and arrow begins raining down from the sky. Soon, loud shrieking wail came from above the castle …it was deafening and horrifying moment, as Sephira’s struggle with all her might to get herself loosen from the barb thorn which has been tightly bind around her. From her freaking perspective, she could sense her other sisters were dying or probably could have been dead due to the piercing poisonous arrow. The oak tree begins to tremble and shiver in such agonizing fear.
“Sephira!” cried a familiar voice of hope, it was Luth.
“Luth, how did you manage to do this ?” ask Sephira, as Luth begins to cut her loose from the thorny branches.
“We have got not much time left….we have got to go….” trails Luth, bringing Sephira along with him towards the upper level stairway, which could lead them out of the dungeon.
“Wait..the oak tree!!!” cried Sephira, as suddenly she remember the feebly tree.
“Huh?” cried Luth in doubt.
However, as Sephira turned back her tracks, which lead her towards the oak tree….strange thing the oak tree has vanished. Sephira peer throughout the scene…from the window of the dungeon, but it was all in vain.
“Sephira…hurry, Before Dhaleya returns.” trails Luth, pulling Sephira away from the the window.’ Yasmeen place the bookmark on her last reading page.
“Find that true love to break the curse…sadly, I’ve found mine, but I have put a curse on it instead of breaking it.” thought Yasmeen to herself. Sitting alone on the bench by the park, as she begins contemplating about her inner self. Regretting about her wasting years during her early teens, where she cares only about herself but never about the others, especially about her parents. Ezekiel was her paradise of hope, during her desperation moment, of wanting to have some security and some sense of belonging. But yet still, she had fallen inside her own trap and trip over the same curb again. Yasmeen took an envelope from her pocket, as she begins to unseal it, to read the content of her letter. Yasmeen smile in determination as she held the letter in front of her. Folding it back, and place it neatly inside the envelope…she had her sight towards the vast, late afternoon skies and smile. “All praise to you Allah…for giving me yet another chance.” 
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