| Innaya |
Eshan's tears pricked my heart more than my own. He had tears in his eyes listening to the torment I went through. I forgot about myself and wiped the tear that rolled down on his cheek. Eshan closed his eyes, trying to compose himself. If he behaved this way, then how was I meant to react? Perhaps it was not a good idea to dump everything on him.
I gave him a sad smile, silently asking him to not pity me or feel sorry for me. There was nothing he could do about my past. It had happened, and no matter how much he or I wished, we could change nothing.
