Rhea sat quietly on her bed, her nose red, her eyes swollen, tear tracks staining her cheeks.
For a while, she did nothing; her mind was blank, her heart was heavy, but she just stared into space.
Finally, she crawled under the duvet, pulling it over her head like a shield.
The following morning....
What can I do for him? How can I show him the level of love he has showed... me?
Dragging her feet through the hallway with deliberate measure, Rhea made her way to Zeenare's office after class.
How can I even show the level of love he has for...me?
After a soft knock, she pushed the door open and stepped inside, pausing at the entrance to stare at him.
I don't want to do anything that will look like a pity. I want it to be genuine but I have to start somewhere.
A crack formed at the corner of Zeenare's lips, a smile that decorated his face with an unsettling beauty. His eyes locked onto hers as he leaned back in his chair, abandoning whatever work he had been doing.
