The moment Elle shut the bathroom's door close behind her, she buried her face into her palms. Her breaths became a little fast as the memories of Sebastian calling out that name in his sleep flashed across her mind. Her eyes burned and her throat stung so bad.
Slowly, she leaned against the door and looked up at the ceiling. A bitter and ironic smile started to tug at the corners of her lips as the memories from last night flooded into her mind next.
Last night truly was too good to be true. His sweetness… those confessions or whatever they were… they had been so out of the norm that she felt like she was dreaming. And now, here she was. She had been so happy last night that she felt a fleeting fear of feeling such a level of happiness in a very long time. Now she knows why. She should have known that when things are going too well, it truly was too good to be true. Feeling that pang of pain in her heart, she laughed mockingly at herself.
