Vera’s POV
The shrill ring of the phone cut through the silence of my thoughts. As I answered, my nose tingled, and I fought to hold back the tears threatening to overflow. "I have something to attend to; please wait for a while," I replied, my voice wavering.
"I'll wait forever for you, Vera" came the unwavering response from the other end.
I stood immobilized before the window, gazing down at David's resolute silhouette, then at my own reflection in the glass. My lip bore the brunt of my inner turmoil, but I remained rooted to the spot. The last thing I wanted was for David to witness the pitiful mess I had become, akin to a homeless, forlorn dog.
Fighting back a fresh wave of tears, I was poised to deliver a harsh refusal when an uproar from below seized my attention. I strained to
