CHAPTER 51: He lied? 2

  'What did he mean? Is he going? He won't, right... He said he loves... No, he never said he loves me.' She turned on the faucet while relinquishing in thoughts. Some emotions felt 'foreign' to her, every solitary moment passing by her heart became heavy. She could not assume anymore. It felt hellish to conclude by herself that he would or he would not go...

  While staring at the reflector she threw water on her face. Her inflated eyes darted gloomily, she tried not to look depressing at all. It was phenomenal, she felt as if she knew what was waiting for her outside but still she did not want to acknowledge it.

  'It's gonna be ok. It will be ok.' Telling herself so she dwindled the bathrobe and then gradually walked towards the bathroom door. Before unlocking the door she took a subtle gust and as she came out she saw him standing near the casement while glancing outside. She sauntered toward the reflector in the room and he felt her composure present there.

  "Bella..."