Simula (Completed)

Chapter 52

HANNAH

I bawled last night so much that my head is throbbing.

I covered my bloated face with concealer so my companions will not guess what transpired in my room last night as I had my breakfast with them.

It was a quiet morning meal.

I think they would have guessed what happened anyways and so I let them keep their mouth shut.

I was even surprised when my brother, the babble mouth, did not even ask what happened.

It was considered taboo to talk or even mention the name Nicholas for me.

After breakfast, I brought my laptop down by the pool area and sat on one of the secluded cabanas as a change of environment.

I cannot seem to write anything up in the room and I thought a cool breeze will bring new ideas to my head.

But I was wrong.

I have been on the same paragraph for the last hour and still nothing connected to how I want to write this one out.

My mind kept on drifting to him.

What is he doing right now?