Sandra squatted beside her bed and she stared at the painting hanging across the room. She kept staring at the painting without making anything out of it and she sighed heavily.
"Of course, he and that painting has something in common, I can't make anything out of him," Sandra says, sighing heavily and she hugged her legs to her body. "He is someone I should not have gotten involved with in the first place," Sandra mumbled.
Their encounter shouldn't have happened, they shouldn't have gotten entangled with each other, and she shouldn't have fallen for him but it all happened and now she was hurting.
She knew if she didn't break up with him that was like betraying her father even more and she couldn't live with that guilt anymore.
"We broke up last week and he is getting engaged, has he been dating the lady or is it arranged..," Sandra was curious so she decided to check the internet and see for herself.
