Trishal’s POV
What a nice day to be alive. I woke up feeling quite energetic and happy. Though the weather today was not sharing in my enthusiasm—it was currently raining, and the sky looked dark and gloomy—this didn't affect my happiness one bit.
Loren must have left sometime last night after I had fallen asleep. Funny enough, I could bet that yesterday's dream felt more real than ever; I even had an indentation beside me to show for it, as if he had stood up not long ago. I guess delusion has become my new reality. I laughed cheerfully, standing up to go through my morning ritual.
I picked a sleeveless pink gown that fell just to mid-thigh, went over to the mirror, piled my hair into a sloppy bun, and applied mascara. Something caught my attention in the mirror. If I hadn't known bett
