"Who are you?"
"Silvia... Silvia I'm sorry, I didn't mean to shatter the bottle, I was just-"
"You are totally not the man I fell in love with," Silvia added and rushed out of the room.
"Silvia!" Davian ran after her, but before he could catch up with her, she was already in her car and she sped off.
"F*ck Davian! F*CK!" he chastised himself, his hands squeezed on his dark coffee brown hair.
He went back into the house and collected his cell phone, he dialed on her number but she didn't pick up. He tried continuously but she refused to pick up.
'Stupid! What the f*ck was wrong with me?' he thought. He decided to call Sentencia after some while.
{Hello} her voice came up as she answered.
"Hello, Sentencia...is Silvia over there, at your place? Please tell me the truth," Davian pleaded.
{No, no she isn't. What happened?}
"I messed up. I messed up and she left because of it," Davian responded.
