Ethan’s POV
“Who is this?” I yelled moving towards her.
“Sir,” the young man called out to me.
He presented his ID card to me.
He was a new cleaner and had just finished cleaning up Valerie’s room.
She looked at me in disgust, before rushing back into her room.
I heard the door lock.
Wow, so that was it.
Valerie meant it.
From the way she looked at me, it was clear that she didn’t want to see me anymore.
I turned away from her door. I walked towards the elevator, walked outside, and into the rain.
I allowed the sky to mourn on me. Maybe we could both share the pain we had in common.
It soaked through my shirt in seconds, I might catch a cold, but I didn’t care.
Whatever, maybe the downpour would wash away the guilt I had tried to bury for years.
I hoped that it would numb
