We'll Begin From The Start Again

Lyra was crying inside. The sound of water rushing from the showerhead, which she deliberately turned on even though she was currently soaking in the bathtub, muffled the sound of her sobs. “Stupid! Dominic is stupid!” the cursed words left her lips.

“Sobs, because of who am I getting drunk for?! Of course, it’s because of his attitude! Otherwise, how could I go to a nightclub and get drunk just to get his attention?!” Lyra was still crying. She didn’t care about the cold water that continued to flow from the faucet that felt like piercing her skin.

Creak.

Dominic goes inside. His breath was heavy. He looked at Lyra, who was sitting in the bathtub. Her legs were bent, her face was not visible because the woman hid her face behind her bent knees. But Dominic could hear the occasional sound of her sobs. Instantly the guilt was getting bigger and bigger in his heart. ‘What have I done?’

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