I stared out the glass with swollen red eyes. I couldn't even see the view of the night sky clearly cause of the tears still threatening to fall from my eyes. I was heartbroken, my heart was shattered in thousand pieces as the fourth wave of tears rushed down to my cheeks and I didn't hold it in.
I let them out thinking it would at least calm my broken heart, but no matter how hard I cried, I felt the same. Even with the air conditioning in the jet, it still felt so suffocating.
Everything Alex said was still fresh in my head even if it was few hours ago.
You might be wondering how I got to the jet all alone, crying even more than an annoying child. How did things turn from good to worst.
