Chapter 12 Getting along.

Mr Gordon tightens his grip on the window as memories of his dead wife flash through his mind. He bows his head in sorrow and tears pour down his gemstone-green eyes.

He sighs loudly as balls of sweat emerge from his forehead.

“I never wish for any of these.” He mumbles to himself. He strides to the study room that is located in his room, closes the door behind him and falls to his knees.

“I’m sorry Archie.” he cries bitterly as he couldn't help but wonder what he must be feeling at the moment.

“I hope you don't forgive me for everything I've done to you.” he groans and stands up to his feet.

He walks to the mini cabinet in the study room and brings out the album that contains his dead wife's pictures.

“Selena!” He mumbles and cares the first picture with his thumb.

It was the picture they both took together in their final year in high school.

It was the day he confessed his feelings to his best friend, right on the school balcony. Selena was his childhood friend and they'd been havin