In that dimly lit restroom, Gloria was sitting on the wet floor. Her clothes were damp from more than just tears. Her pain was so deep that it didn't let her feel the coldness of that room.
"Glow, are you okay?" Noah asked her, seeing her there. But she was not. She was shivering in pain. Her vibrant eyes were now red and sore from relentless tears. Her Mascara and eyeliner which she carefully applied, now messed and ran down through her cheeks.
Just when she arrived at the wedding reception, she was beautiful and confident but right now her condition turned miserable as if something had happened to her.
Noah was stunned seeing her this way, he just found his dad leaving this room a while ago. He was scared that he would have done something to her. Noah sat on his knees in front of Gl
