Waiting to see Ava

      His words choked in his throat. He sniffled and placed the flowers down at the grave. There were quite a few flowers there already. He placed another besides the little grave and said “My baby”       He ran his hands over the gravestones and tried to imagine Ava's face. Is she happy where she is or the pain of his betrayal still plunged her innocent soul?       “This may sound weird Ava, but I missed you. And more than that, I realise that you are the purest woman that any man could ever be lucky to have.       Patrick Connor realised that on time but I didn't….” He trailed off. Yes, he didn't realise it on time. He was going after shadow, deceit and falsehood. He lost her to death and lost his friendship with Patrick as well.       All for a woman who was nothing close to Ava. Ava is dead but Patrick avoids him like plague. He didn't know what to do to get his friend back, he was already doing anything and everything he can, to get him back.       “Please forgive me Ava. If ther