Chapter 43
~ Mirella ~
Tears threatened to drop when I dared open my eyes. Shutting them on the other hand made every second I spent in Kaelen's room painfully vivid.
Still, I didn't stop. I kept on swaying. I kept on dancing alone in this lonely room.
There was no jazz tune to move to as usual, but I didn't miss one beat in my head. Silent frustration fueled my drive to dance over and over. This had somehow become my coping mechanism.
Each time that haunting moment replayed in my head, pangs of self-hatred hit me. I felt like melting into nothing.
I was supposed to have made peace with the fact that nothing that ever happened between us was real. I kept thinking I could make the most of it and explore, but somehow, I only kept scarring myself in the process.
My legs began to ache
