The serenity of this place helps me.
Footsteps from a distance, closing in, makes my head turn automatically in that direction. The vision being blurry, I squint my eyes and try to engage in the pretext of figuring out this person. My eyes widen when they call my name. His steps come to a gradual halt, he has found me and his quest has come to an end. He exhales softly and says my name again.
"Cassie..."
No. Zayn. Don't do that to me anymore.
He seems to understand the internal conflict I have. The man approaches me and sits beside me, even if the corner for his seat was fitting only half of him. Our knees touching and the weather just as gloomy as I am, I shake my head and let the tears drop from my chin.
"Don't do that. Please."
"Do what? I didn't do... anything." His unsure voic
