VICTORIA'S POV
Sipping on my milkshake monotonously I gazed outside the window at the forest, silently. The trees were waving around with the wind that has picked its pace, with the now forming clouds.
They looked like they were travelling, with how the crescent-shaped moon was hiding behind them occasionally, making it dark around everywhere.
We both (me and Daniel) had been sitting in silence since Alexander stormed out of the room. It was a comfortable silence none the less.
That's what I had been telling my mind from the past 10 minutes. It was turning more of consoling self now. That it didn't affect me, how Alexander said those words or how he stormed out.
I don't know why, but from the moment Alexander left looking all angry, I had been feeling this strange kind of emotion swirling in my heart, like an emotion of sorrow or loss.
