The man was standing by the window. He looked pensive as he looked at the girl in front of him. He waited for the words that would come out of those lips that tasted as sweet as honey.
Tasia shook her head languidly, her eyes wet and her entire face got reddened. She sat on the cold floor of her room, crying silently as she covered her face with her palms. Meanwhile, Hadyan who didn't move an inch, was still frozen by watching his girl cry herself out.
"I'm not going to pressure you. Maybe you need some time alone." Hadyan said after half an hour watching Tasia crying in the same position.
Tasia didn't answer. Her heart was too sore and her soul too tired to accept the reality she had to face. She felt sorry for herself, felt sorry for Hadyan, the man she loved so much. Likewise, with Hadyan, his heart throbbed until he felt like it was going to explode by seeing the misfortune that always stalked the two of them mercilessly.
