Attraction

I do not know how long I cried. When my sobs stopped, I did my business and went to the sink. I had few hiccups when I caught my breath. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and I almost broke into another session of self-pity. It was not enough that the crying gave me a swollen face and red eyes, my curls had decided to become a tangled mess. I washed my face and wiped my wet hands over my hair. I brushed my fingers through the curls and managed to make a somehow decent messy bun.

I looked again, at the girl in front of me, she had a sad face and glassy eyes. When did she become like this, emotional, vulnerable and weak. I have always encountered difficulties with great determination. No matter how difficult life is, no matter how many times I fall, I always stood up again. I never wavered in the face of adversity. I have always been alone, no one cheering me up except my own self. No one has ever broken me before, and I will not let him crack me.

He managed to get through my barr