บท 56: All Alone

Laura - Outside the hotel

Like a marathon runner on the last part of the race, I drag myself toward the hotel parking lot. My brain wants me to leave, but my spirit wants me to stay.

Why the hell would I stay? Nothing good can come out of this. We’re worlds apart, yet the image of his eyes when I told him to end it remains etched in my memory.

Paul’s car is still here, so he can’t be far. Maybe I should go and find him, at least to know he’s fine. Wouldn’t that be an admission that I care about him?

My heart is shattered, and my soul is broken. Why would anyone want to fall in love?

Love is brutal. A simple brush of fingers sends you into delirium. The slightest touch rips your skin open, and thus, a simple push becomes fatal. Simply put, it’s a ticking bomb. Why am I searching for it instead of letting it go?