She sat in one corner of the terrace trying to console her broken heart. From within she had crumbled into pieces. This time she didn't feel like cheated upon or betrayed. Neither did she feel that her heart was stabbed. Rather she was disappointed with herself for acting so naive in love. She felt like there was no difference between her and the blondie, who had sabotaged her relationship with Anthony.
"How could I do this?"
"How could I be so selfish?"
She recollected the whole incident that had happened on Anthony's birthday and then recollected how Scarlett was leaning onto Raymond and took a deep breath.
She closed her eyes and let her body feel the wind that blew on her face and ruffled her hair. As the loose strands of hair started falling on her face she sighed. She had them open for someone, but that someone was not hers anymore.
She tied her hair back into a ponytail and with a strong resolve in her heart, she muttered,
