I don’t want to ruin our friendship so I barged out from her unit. It was all too much. I couldn’t contain it. The fact that other person was telling me we’re not going to work, my relationship with Owen, is hurting me. I’ve never felt so frustrated and sad like this.
Walking on the hallway, a warm hand snaked my waist. “Owe – “
He cut me off by putting his index finger on his lips. He was leaning on the wall, his other hand on his pocket, and looks at me with sad eyes. Did he hear our fight? Oh God!
He was biting his lips after a couple of silence. His stares warm my heart, making me calm. I couldn’t help but to smile a little of him. A little bit tired. A little bit hopeful and angry what’s going to happen after this.
His stares become serious. His hooded eyes are giving me butte
