Memory Market! A Heartbreak story (Part-3)

'Today, I read about this place and got to know that broken people come here. And… I really wanted to visit this place and know if it is therapeutic,' I said with a sigh.

'Indeed, it is therapeutic. The environment here is enough to give a path to the lost brain,' he replied.

'Haha… yup, I agree,' I replied with a laugh.

"I want to purchase your painting," he said.

"My painting?" I replied.

"Yes, 500 dollars sound good?" he offered

"No, no, this painting is not for sale. I drew it, and it really gives me peace when I look towards it," I replied.

"Oh, really!" he said.

When I rejected the offer, he became confused and nervously whispered to the air, "I like you."

"What?" I questioned.

"Nothing, nothing. If you ever want to sell it, please contact me; here is my number," he said while giving me his card.

As I said, my brain was totally messed up. I asked him, "Are you single?"

"Yes, I… I am single," he replied while holding his coat in his arm.

"Wanna go on a date with me?" I offered.

"Yes, but first I want to know about you," he replied (as expected from an educated person).

"As you wish," I said.

"My name is Zoro, and here is my number; text me when you are free," he said while giving me a piece of paper.

"My name is Maaki, and okay, I will text you when I will be free," I replied, and we both laughed.

He was about to leave facing towards the stairs when I asked,

"Any advice for our relationship that I think just started?" I said with love.

"Don't break the trust," he replied and smiled.

Then, he left.

I was so much relaxed at that time that my sad mood converted into a happy one. I started to look happily at this evil world. It was such a relief. I will never forget those moments.