Inevitable Flaw

Chapter 34: Grey

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The room finally turns quiet.

Like really quiet.

Even the painful coughing fit has tamed down.

My throat continues to scratch however.

I sink in my chair and quickly find myself mesmerized by the little yellow stain foreign to the white blouse Cici is wearing. It is just so prominent, I can't seem to ignore it.

Especially now.

I can almost hear Cici's expectance, it is the only loud noise.

My fingers are drowning in seizures, my head exploding.

I know there is no way out of this.

If I run now, she'd know.

She'd know everything.

And I'd already ruined it by the intentional chocking.

It was all to buy time.

And I did receive time.

But the clock starts ticking faster as I continue to lag behind.

It was now or never.

Just do it.

I open my mouth up twice and then again, but I just can't say anything.

Not even my mother knew.

Was this the right time?

Maybe it wasn't.

I needed more time.

I look up to meet her insanely blue eyes. They are almost smiling.

And as soon as I do, I feel pressure in every crevice of my skin.

Her eyebrows arch in a way that make it seem as though she knows and just needs affirmation.

And that's where I falter.

I couldn't admit it.

There was no way.

I wasn't even sure myself if these feelings were authentic.

Hence, I continue speaking silence.

"Aamirah?"

"Hm?" My throat is already drying up.

She's on to me.

"Did you hear my question?"

I nod my head and accidentally find myself gazing at Adam's hoodie lying in my lap. My eyes widen as I realize its presence, but I quickly compose myself.

If I tell her, she'd tell Adam.

And I couldn't live with myself if he got confirmation.

Especially if he has no mutual reciprocate of the emotion, because that would kill me.

So I did the next best thing.

I denied.

"I don't."