Volca cried. She kept crying and her heart began to ache. She did not know why. She could not stop thinking about her last and her love, Auran. She immersed herself in the drowning thoughts. She did not know what to do. She got up from the bed slowly. She was breathing hard. "Othokke," she thought. She felt like she is drunk. But the pain was not on head but on her chest. She did not know what was happening.
"What is going on?" She asked herself and suddenly she heard some one in the living room. Volca was surprised and excited for a second. She hoped it is Auran and managed to walk to the living room. But half the way, she slipped and fell on the floor, her heart could no longer let her stand on her legs.
Volca looked up at who it is. Disappointment hit her had.
"Not happy to see me," the male voice asked her. Volca gritted her teeth. "Okay, as you wish, I will leave then," he said and turned around.
