(CLOE'S POV)
Today was the day of Ziggy's flight. I haven't got a chance to ask what time his flight would be. So, probably he was already in the airport or was already flying.
I let out a heavy sigh while staring over my coffee, hoping it would help me lighten the heaviness of the emotion I've kept inside. I was sleepless last night, not only thinking about Ziggy, but I'm also working online.
Today, I need to move on, go to my classes, pass my project, and forget about Ziggy.
It was hard, it was painful, and I lost my appetite. But then again, I know that I have to keep living, that I need to move on in life for myself. I've been repeating that mantra. However I found myself sobbing. My head was buried in my arms, crossed as I laid it on the table.
I don't know if what I had done last night was right, or I'm just simply making a mess of our relationship.
I felt so insecure.
