Epilogue

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She stared at her empty screen and sighed once again, she had been sitting for over 2 hours.
The woman carrying a baby next to her eyed her again, that's probably like the 100th time she had sighed,
Damn doctors she thought to herself,
"Oga Judiiii" the loud nurse on low cut called out to a passerby,
"Seh you no go comfort us nih" she added
Suddenly the light strumming of guitar strings filled the air, and for a moment the tense and cold hospital air was transformed.
Without even looking for where the sound was coming from she could feel someone staring at her,
She looked up and for a split second her eyes met with his,
It wasn't his tallness, or the broadness of his chest or perhaps the way the sun complemented his brown skin.
It was something else, maybe the way his long fingers slowly strummed the guitar strings or perhaps the sweet melody it was making.
She snapped out of her day dream and looked the opposite way, it is a habit she's fond of.
Looking downwards when she's anxious or the opposite side when tense and blinking repeatedly when she's lying.

He smiled and focused back on his guitar, even after the beautiful rendition he still felt like playing.
He had places to be but there's something about her that keeps drawing him back, it's not about her round pretty face or her thick body or even the cleavage that was shown in the chiffon dress she was putting on.
It was definitely something about her eyes, they remind him of something he can't wrap his fingers around,
Like a déjà vu feeling, you know that feeling when you're home yet you are feeling so distant.
The sun was just starting to rise, yet her beautiful brown eyes reminded him of the sunset.

Sunset eyes...

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