Part 10

                                    

                                              
7 years ago continued :-
                          
"He does something to me, that boy. Every time.
Its his only detriment ...
He steps on my heart, he makes me cry."
                          
Taking a cab was the only option since I had left my car at the venue. Now, I will have to tell someone to bring my car back from there .
                          
It was 5:00 pm by the time I reached back home. Not an ideal time to return, though, when its your last day of stay at home.
                          
"Why are you so late Kate? We called you so many times and you didn't answer even a single time. We were so worried for you. The wedding was supposed to be over by 2:30 pm. Everything is alright ... right?", my mom queried as soon as I entered inside. Dad was standing beside her too.
                          
I looked at their concerned faces and immediately felt guilty for not informing them that I will be late.
                          
I had promised them to be back by 3 pm, to spend my last day, here, with them.
                          
How could I have possibly forgotten about this? I was so busy dwindling in my own misery and finding an outlet to my pain that I forgot all about my promise.
                          
The guilt increased many fold looking at their hurt face.
I caused this. I was the reason for their pain.
                          
I can't even tell them the actual reason behind my delay. Shame washed over me at what I had done. They would be so dissapointed in me if they knew the truth. 
                          
Tears stung my eyes just at the thought of it. 
                          
"Lets not waste anymore time. Now, that Kate is back, lets eat together. I am too hungry and I can't wait any longer.", my dad interrupted my self deploration.
                          
"Yeah, sure. We can continue our talk there.", my mom responded, agreeing with dad.
                          
Walking into the dining room, I couldn't hold my surprise. Layed on the table was a vast array of my favourite dishes. And considering the fact that I am a foodie, thats saying a lot."
                          
They did all this for me ... just to make my last day, here, memorable for me. 
They didn't even have lunch because they kept waiting for me. 
                          
How did I get so lucky to have such wonderful parents in my life, I would never know.
                          
"Oh mom! You really didn't have to do all this for me.", I responded still in shock.
                          
"It was not difficult. Your father helped me with the preparation. Plus, we really wanted to make this day a little special for you. Hope you like it", mom replied with a smile, looking at my father, who nodded in response.
                          
Dad helping my mom in the kitchen was not something new for me ... because just like my mom, my dad was a great cook too.
                          
"I love it. ", I couldn't hide the shakiness in my voice. My emotions bare for them to see.
                          
Warmth and happiness coursed throughout my body for the first time in days. It was refreshing because nowadays, all I seemed to do was cry, get drunk and then cry some more.
                          
So, for now all I wanted to do was enjoy this evening with my family without any depressing thought crossing my mind and I was determined to do just that.
                          
Author's Note :-
                          
I know this part is not great.
But I thought I needed to give an insight of Kate's parents and her relationship with them.
                          
And I would love to know your views.