Lena
I didn't try saying anything. What was the use anyway? He wasn't going to believe me over her.
The moment he stepped into the room, his expression was dark and I already knew how this would end. He scurried to where she was, standing too close to her that I could barely even see a gap. His body angled towards her unconsciously. He didn't spare me a glance when he entered, his eyes were fixed entirely on her, on the way her tears hung tightly to her lashes.
I stayed still, no words, hands by my side, my back straight as ever, with no expression. I had learnt recently that my emotions didn't matter, it only made things worse around him, so why show them? Tears only made me look weak, so why cry when I could just be silent, that at least would give me the dignity I deserved.
Scarle
