She exhaled her cigarettes and took her gaze off me before inhaling a fresh stint of oxygen into her lungs. I could see her eyes as they were slow but steady to become narrower than usual. Their misty dilation, spoke of a pain that resonated from her reflections of a painful past. I didn't rush her and was keen to help her get her grounds knowing she also needed to offload the many junks that had clouded her mind. She exhaled her cigarettes one more time and finally began to speak, bringing the silence to a halt.