Pride meets nonchalance and loses its relevance. Dahlia only wanted him at her feet but fell in his stead. She is really triggered by just that one pair of eyes that are never on her. Her pride-induced hysterics don’t move him till he gets to the bottom of things only to reveal the one thing they shared in common. Slowly, he understands and cures her of pride with pills of love.

Pride Pills

 I made sure to get her to eat to her satisfaction. She was obviously hungry and very composed about it. At the table she focused only on eating, taking calculated bites and moved her hands in a motion as if she was performing a long forgotten ancient dance. She sat in elegance despite wearing those slides to a restaurant and ate gracefully. It was therapeutic to watch her eat in silence. And for the first time, I notice she has a way of making everything look good. 


Awkwardly, her eyes met my gaze. I had stared for long even though I didn’t mean to. I knew that would make anyone uncomfortable so I quickly excused myself from her presence before the atmosphere got any worse. This was the first time I actually took a good look at her. 


Coco-Vanilla