He started suffering from personal vendetta. Since that day he started coming back late from work more often. He stopped saying much and I started worrying about him. "Hold on a sec. What did you just say?" I felt humiliated by his words. "Nothing…Nothing...Scarlet. You may never know what I'm going through right now." "Really? You think that I never could know how it feels losing someone?" I quickly jumped off and ran over to the room and turned off the lights. I again started hating myself. I knew it was my fault to believe in those stars. In a moment I felt myself reducing to nothing like the roaring waves of an ocean devastating a sandcastle. "Oh, Scarlet…Scarlet, please open the door. I'm really sorry about what I said. You know I never mean those to hurt you. Please, please o

