"Mom, I —" Ryan wanted to retort that but couldn’t bring himself to. He was confident until he hadn’t met Arwen, but after meeting her, he felt his confidence wavering.
The way Arwen had treated him told him the tale that he had been denying all this while. It truly looked like she no longer cared for him. Like he didn’t affect her anymore.
She truly looked like she had moved one. But how can it be so easy for her to move on?
"What?" When Beca didn’t hear her son responding, she asked. "You think you have the ability? Or is it you have come to realize that you didn’t."
Ryan stared at her and the answer was clear in his eyes. Yet, he chose to reason. "Mom, but her choice is wrong her decision is wrong. Maybe I have messed up a big one this time, and I no longer hold the ability to bring her back into my life. But … But the one she chose over me … do you think he is suitable? Do you think he deserves her? He is an —"
"He is her choice, Ryan," Beca stressed, her tone rising with a gentle but deliberate curve. "He is the one she chose for herself. And that alone makes him more able than you. Arwen’s choice is Arwen’s decision, son. Neither you, nor me, nor anyone else hold the right to question if that man deserves her or not. It’s for Arwen to decide and I am sure, she has made her decision —all loud and clear."
Ryan shook his head, trying hard to deny those words. But this time, he could bring himself to strongly deny them.
Beca stared at her son, helpless. She didn’t want to demean him, but she knew this was the only way to make him see the reality that he had been desperately ignoring.
"Ryan, you are my son and I want the best for you. But you don’t deserve every best in this world and Arwen is one of that. You don’t deserve her anymore. So, you should now finally let her go," she said and Ryan shook his head again.
"No, I don’t want to."
Beca placed her hand on his shoulder and said again, "You missed your chance, Ryan. Now being reluctant serves no purpose. When you had time, you didn’t cherish her enough, and now even if you go down on your knees, it wouldn’t help. So, be wise, and let her go."
Ryan still shook his head, denying that. Beca didn’t come here to persuade him, but after seeing the realization of the reality in his gaze earlier, she thought maybe she would be able to help. But now, seeing that he still looked so reluctant, there seemed no choice for her.
Staring at her son for a moment longer, she took in a deep breath and slowly sighed. "If you are still unwilling to see the reality when it is so evident and clear, I don’t think saying more will serve any purpose. In that case, I won’t persuade you anymore."
She paused for a brief moment and then added, "Though you are my son and guiding you to the right path is both my duty and responsibility. You are no longer a child. You are old enough to make your own decisions. And I won’t intervene in them. So, decide for yourself."
She then pressed the heels of her hand on the sofa, ready to get up to leave. "Today, I just came back to see you. You haven’t come home and both your dad and I miss you a lot. So, if you get time, come home for dinner. We would love to see you back."
With that, she stood up to leave. But the moment, she took her first step, her arms were held back. She stopped in her steps and turned to look back at her son who was now staring up at her with tearful eyes.
Those teary eyes at first took her aback, given how after the age of five she saw him cry. But today, seeing him crying melted her heart, once again.
"Mom, I don’t want to let her go. Can you please tell me what can i do to have her back in my life? To overturn everything that had happened?" he asked, his voice coming out helpless, barely above the whisper. But given the serenity in the air, Beca could hear him all well.
"And even if I ask, do you think she would agree?" Beca shook her head as if she didn’t need to confirm to know that Arwen wouldn’t. "She is already married, Ryan. She left her family for that marriage. The girl who didn’t dare to talk back at her mother, fearing that it would hurt Catrin’s feelings once. Today, the same girl didn’t let Catrin even speak a word against her husband. She left her family, and her home, just to be with that man —to fulfil her marriage with him. Do you still think anyone now could bring her back?"
Ryan remained silent and Beca understood his silence. Sitting back on the sofa, she let her lips curl up in a sad smile. "Accept the reality already, son," she said, her tone laced with empathy. "I know it must be hurting a lot. But this is the pain you, yourself, registered to. Now that you have signed for this. You can’t think of going back. Because at the end of the day, you can’t change a thing that had already happened."
"Mom, I know, but —"
"But you still want to persist?"
"Mom, please …" Ryan didn’t know what he was begging for. "I accept it all and I won’t insist anymore. But Mom, I truly can’t stay like this … without her. At least, help me ask her to not be indifferent towards me. Help me ask her to not treat me like a stranger, she never came across. I can’t bear that."
He said and Beca stared at him for a moment, as if considering his words. She was her son, and even if she knew he was wrong, she couldn’t bear to see her like that.
Thinking about it for a while, she closed her eyes and then nodded. "Fine," she said. "I will help you ask her out. But Ryan, that’s all I can do. I can help you get a chance, but it will be up to Arwen whether she wants to accept you back in her life or not. Neither you nor I can force her into anything which she doesn’t agree about."
"Mom, I understand," he said, contented. "I won’t force her into anything. I just want to be there in her life. Even as a part that’s hardly visible to her."
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