PROLOG
Drizzle
The sound of drizzling began to blare to the roar of the rain that was getting heavier.
A girl seemed to take a deep breath.
"Is it true that today will be the last day?" The girl complained while sipping her coffee, with her eyes staring at the pouring rain on the balcony of her apartment.
The sad face she felt was what describe in the beautiful girl's face. Several times she tried to digest the pieces she wanted to ignore. However, the longer she summarizes those pieces of memory, the more tightness she feels in her chest cavity.
"Should this end?"
Again, that expression came out of her tiny lips.
She took a deep breath while closing her eyes.
She tried to hold it for a moment, felt the warmth in her chest cavity, which was previously tight, then slowly, she let out her breath. For the umpteenth time, the girl regretted all the decisions she had made.
Stupid!
That was an expression of regret that was now ringing in her head even more. Maybe the girl had been under pressure all this time, but far from it all, the pain was nothing like what she was going to endure today.
Last day...
Could it be better than before?
Could there be a meeting again?
Without realizing it, the beautiful girl now sat limply on the balcony, putting aside the coffee glass that she had been holding beside where she was sitting this time.
With her feet pressed into her arms, now she could only sob silently.
Lament about what she will face next.
"I'm sorry, Niel ..," she said in her sobs.
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