Ten

Howard woke up on his bed the next morning, he looked at the photo on his table and felt a mixture of happiness and pain in his chest.

“When are you coming back, Natasha?” he whispered as he stared at her photograph. He missed her every day and he always wished to see her every time he wakes up so he placed an image of her in his room to remind her that she is real, that she is not just an imagination he created inside his head. She’s someone who urge him to live. But sometimes he doubts himself from thinking that he met her because there is no trace of her that he could hold on to in order to prove that she exists and he once held her hands. And if she does existed in his life, would there be a chance of seeing her again? He is not sure about it. But the photo on his table reminds him that she is not just a dream, she’s real and he have to fight for her.

Yesterday night at the bar, he told James about his plan of getting Mr. Guerzon in his side