Six months had passed by. She kept coming home every weekend which was very unlikely of her. Her eyes which uses to be lit like a star had seemed to lose its shine .Her smile also seemed artificial. Nobody could read her as I could. I tried to talk to her but she seems to look through me. She seemed to be in a daze, hardly interacting with any one. Sometimes I could hear her crying in the room but never had the courage to knock on the door. It tore my heart to see her in such a state.
One day, she was sitting in the veranda of our house, gazing the sky, one tear rolled out of her eyes. I wanted to hold her and calm her down, but this time I didn’t hold myself back but seriously made an effort to go to her, and asked her to share her problem with me. She denied immediately, she said she didn’t need any one, she doesn’t trust any one, anymore. She just wanted to be alone.
I didn’t walk away from there like I always did, this time I just sat next to her, in case she needed me. An hour passed, only the buzzing sound of flies could be heard. She realized that I was not leaving her side until she told me her problem. A fresh set of tears came down from her eyes. She mumbled during her sobs, that she had a boyfriend and he had broken her heart and was dating her best friend now. She didn’t know whom to trust and whom to talk to. Everything had fallen apart for her.
My world fell apart when she claimed to love some one else. No one could hear the shattering sound within me. I just held her hand to console her. I couldn’t cry. But this pain seemed to be everlasting, like the broken pieces of glass which seemed to have pierced into my skin. I hated her boyfriend for hurting her so much.