A car slowed down and stopped next to her. The middle-aged woman rolled down her window and shouted to get her attention.
" Hey, young lady get out of this rain. You'll catch your death!", that woman’s voice brought Ella back to reality. She looked at the woman who told her to get in the car ,but Ella couldn't be bothered, she didn't care if she would catch her death out here. She told the woman that she's fine and walked away from her car. She was as sad as the sky and she cried along with Mother Nature. Her body trembled with the cold breeze but she kept on walking. Her clothes were soaked through and felt heavy, but not as heavy as her heart. Broken-hearted is a tough roll of the dice and she knew that she was the creator of her grief and now she has to ride with the waves.
Ella felt
