As soon as she kept a foot inside the large washroom area, her legs felt limp, the morning glow which came as the aftermath of the night which was a bliss for the two, now became full, numerous tears started flowing down her face, she felt no energy to even wipe them as the sudden shock was much infront of anything. The washroom area was empty, checking the cubicles one by one, the girl made sure there was no one in person to watch her sorrowful sight.
Going to her room was much of an effort and she needed the quicker option to drain her emotions for the man, locking the door from inside, Clareil burst out crying, to the outsiders only a continuous voice of water gushing down the pot was heard, nobody could make out what kind of a whirlwind of emotions was happening inside the cubicle, how much of tissues were being used was unimagined.
