~CAMILLE~
I've been walking for long now. I don't even know where I'm going, but I don't care. I don't bother hailing a cab. The tears stream down my cheeks freely, blurring the lights around me. And then, I feel it—soft drops on my head.
Great. Just perfect. Now it's raining.
But I don't stop. I just keep walking on the sidewalk as the drizzle turns into a heavy downpour. I should look for cover. I should go home. But I can't. My legs just keep moving, my breath coming in short, trembling bursts. God, it feels like my heart is slowing… stopping. I can't even breathe properly. I'm such a fool. What was I expecting? A soft kiss under the stars? A tight hug while he confessed his undying love? He was right—I was getting ahead of myself. I let myself fall. I let myself believe. And now I'm the one shattered, while he… he was always clear. He said from the start he doesn't do relationships. He warned me. Told me I'd be the only one to fall.
But I didn't listen.
