To love or Not

He took a deep sigh as he finished the orange juice, the glass of which he had been holding for some time now.
It had been a hectic week at work. He enjoyed stress as an athlete enjoys his warm exercises, how grueling they may be.
But stress is stress. It does take its toll. And a nagging mother never helps.
"You heard the news of the neighbor."
"So and so's son has got married. He gives so much money to her mother."
"I think you don't like me. You don't even take me shopping ever. I am you mother for God's sake."

were some of the other things, she often repeated.

He kept the glass down and went on to log on to his facebook account. His work, entailed extensive use of Social media and he often logged on to his account to overview how things were turning out to be.

Suddenly, his heart gave him a jolt as he read her status message. It expressed love for her lover laced with plenty of hearts and kiss symbols drawn. He closed his eyes for a minute, as to not to allow memories flood into his brain. Then, he went on to check out his business pages and others that he had meant to see. But her image was omnipresent in whatever he was doing.

Finally, after making some notes on his observations to discuss with his team, he proceeded to delete her from his friends list. He fumbled over the pointer for half a minute and postponed his decision yet again.

He went across the empty penthouse and opened up the large French windows. Outside, his eyes swept through the large expanse of the city underneath.

On the road below, he saw a young couple, out on walk, with a dog in toe. They looked poor, certainly were not rich and were arguing about something animatedly. About what, he could not understand, due to the height at he was. Ah! the height. He went on to look down upon the couple as far as his eyes could trace them.

And then, suddenly

He Jumped