While blankly walking towards my room, I couldn't obstruct my eyes from shedding ill-grieving tears. They came gushing down and wouldn't cease from falling even if I come to a standstill and release heavy breaths to somehow ease the feeling away.
What happened earlier outside, seeing how befuddled Angelou's reaction was when asked about the possible truthfulness with regards to Lucy's pregnancy, completely and gravely crushed the remaining hope inside my heart. I totally understand her reaction. I would have reacted the same thing myself if I was in her shoes. But it still grieves me knowing that there was a huge possibility that she wouldn't be with me all throughout this journey.
