I was told that Hugo had to settle some matters. Hence, our plan to meet tonight was canceled. I stood outside the balcony, hands on the railings while letting the night breeze hit my face.
"Hugo is right," I whispered, staring at the darkness far ahead. "I am also changing."
I gazed up at the half-moon shining up above. When I first met Hugo, I usually kept my thoughts to myself. Before I open my mouth, I would think about it multiple times. I always thought if what I was going to say was necessary or not — a habit of mine that I picked up while growing up.
But now... I let my emotions speak and not my head. It felt strange. I didn't consider it as a bad habit to pick up. If anything, it felt refreshing in a way.
