ZOELLA'S POV
Am I not suppose to be happy for her?
Why am I feeling pain, anger?
My eyes just can't leave their lips touching. The funny thing is, the more I stare longer, the more my chest hurts.
My chest should be filled with warmth and joy and my stomach should have butterflies for them.
But my chest just hurts and my stomach dropped just now for 'them'.
I unintentionally sniffle and touch my nose. My eyes just gets watery the more I just stare at this. My heart isn't helping at all.
I mentally chuckle at myself. What am I still doing sitter here and watching this? Am I waiting for the chest pain to go away and be replaced with joy because this is what I wanted, well what I thought I wanted.
"Uhm,.." I coughed awkwardly. "I need the toilet." I chuckle for no reason.
I need t
