Chapter 7 Special to my Heart

"Don't you want to name him?" George asked to start a fresh conversation with her

"Huh, no I didn't think about it" Shrey is visibly nervous but pretending to be normal by caressing the little rabbit on his lap and continuously looking out of the window.

"Bucky, how is it? Do you like it" "yes, yes, it-its a ni-nice name."

Shrey's POV

I'm scared and nervous, and it's not like the surrounding I'm again going to be part of is unfamiliar to me.

Yes, I have been there, but still, I feel a bit reluctant to be a part of them; the house seems incomplete, and it makes me feel something or someone is missing; I don't know to whom I'm referring, but I think it's a small part of me which is missing from my life I want to caress it; I want to feel and embrace it.

But this emptiness is piercing more in me, and the shallowness in my life is rupturing within.

I want to believe that the "someone" I'm referring to is my friend, Louis, as he has been an important part of my life for more than eight ye