She had stayed up all night, constantly reminiscing the anger in his eyes. She'd toss, turn and wonder if he'd ever accept her apology.
Her friends noticed the fatigue in her eyes.
"Seriously why do you look like you've just came back from the dead?"
She shrugged, "Just a bit tired."
Her shoulders fell disappointingly, once she saw the corner was empty. Where is he?
"Seriously, stop concerning yourself. He's not worth the worry," One of her friends rolled her eyes," You barely know him. And he never said a word to you."
She nodded dissembling an assured smile. She feigned relaxation.
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Silent Boy
Short StoryShe was curious. But she didn't know her curiosity would lead to loving the boy. Maybe his silence was what surprised her the most.
