I don't see why I would have bumped into "him" when it was the worst thing that could happen to me the day I was leaving.
He was leaning against the wall with his head thrown back and breathing as if he had just run a marathon.
But when the elevator doors were fully opened his head lowered towards me and his green eyes briefly scanned me then my suitcase.
I tried to remain as impassive as possible even though I already felt like I felt my heart crumbling and falling.
I didn't want to see him. Not before leaving and facing this unbearable indifference.
I waited a few seconds but he didn't move or come out so I went in and pressed the "0" button and the doors closed behind us.
To not think about anything, nor pay attention to this strange atmosphere which hugged my guts so tightly that
