Chapter XII -Individual**

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I remember seeing those gray eyes somewhere...

Mmm, but where? It doesn't matter, why do I think that?

- Hey! -says Laura. And she pulls me out of my thoughts.

- Are you ok? You look thoughtful," she says with a worried tone.

-No, I just... I got distracted," I say taciturnly.

-Okay... We should go shopping, in this town nice clothes run out quickly and even more in winter, because we don't want to look ragged at the New Year's Eve party -says my friend excited.

To which I don't agree at all, I don't like shopping.

-It's okay," I say, taking back what I thought and try to reflect emotion.

It's time to change my attitude and enjoy this winter, I say firmly to my existing.

I will enjoy it for you; and I feel daggers in my being, that guilt again.

I want to dispel my storm. I want love. Love me life...my life....