15th December 2018. It is a very cold evening, he stood before me wearing the same black hoodie while my back faced him. God knows how many layers he is wearing beneath. He parted his cold lips as he spoke “is this the end of us Hana?”
I stood still. I can’t face him after what I did to him, to myself, to us. Ending this would be the right decision for the both of us.
This whole situation reminded me of the day he confessed his love to me.
“Is it?” I replied turning around not making eye contact.
He sighs.