Bitterness still spread on the tip of her tongue, but Ariana's center of gravity had already returned to the ground.
Awkwardness, sadness, pain gently tugged at her chest, yet after disappointment and regret, she found sunshine again—
Perhaps, this was a good thing.
All along, Ariana's romantic journey has been bumpy, daring to love and hate, boldly loving and boldly saying goodbye, circling around without finding a way to happiness. She finally found a truly good man, but he already liked someone else; does it mean missing out on a romance yet gaining a friend?
If they dated, if they got together, would they fall into the whirlpool of arguments, tugging, weariness, and irritation, repeating endlessly, until the relationship was completely severed?
