Lulu's p.o v.
His deep eyes never looked this sad before, there is no charming smile on his brown face...no wave on his curly hair. He looks disappointed.
" Tomas..."
I took a step closer to him, the gardenia flower of our backyard coming under my bare feet...cold against my dry flesh. Some thorns sliced my foot and blood dripped over those white flowers. Tomas looked down at my feet, and then back at my eyes.
But he didn't come to pick me up like he used to do.
He just stood there, with that same sadness in his beautiful amber eyes. Why is he sad?
" Did I do something wrong?"
He didn't reply and I started getting vanish. My breaths turn erratic. I felt cold yet sweat rolled down my forehead. All I could do was watch him, standing so far away from me. I wanted to reach him, an
