บท 145: @RodeoMaverick

She held onto the pendant and whispered,

"Can you mend my broken heart?"

Her eyes were glued on to her laptop screen, hoping against hope for an answer. She just needed one affirmation, an indication that he was there, one hint that he could hear her out although deep down she thought it was insane on her part to even harbor such wishful thinking.

A few seconds went by, but there was no reply.

She sighed and shook her head out of disappointment assuming her thoughts to be unrealistic and pathetic to some extent.

But he had heard her.

He had heard every bit of what she had whispered.

But he was at a loss, unable to phrase what he wanted to tell her. He wanted to just open his heart and tell her that there was no need to be in this pain, there was no need to hide behind those shields, for the battle that they were trying to fight was non-existent in the first place.