Was the thrill worth the punishment?
Lina had never realized how painful heartbreak would be. She felt every fiber in her body freeze, her chest aching and prickled, pain in her eyes, and her world shattered on the spot. It felt like taking the last gulp of air in the ocean and realizing death was near. It was as painful as walking through the desert with no shoes or shelter, with the unbearable sun on your backs.
Once a heart breaks, it can never heal. The heart will never be the same again. Piecing it back together might be possible, but there will always be tiny cracks. Always.
When Lina shamelessly walked through her family territory, she did it with a desolate stare. She dragged her feet all the way to the heavily armed entrance. The soldiers were baffled by the sight of her, blinking and muttering.
"Is that—"
"It really is—"
"She came here by herself?"
