32. Laughter

Celia's POV

      I saw him regretting what he did to me. The pain he holds is apparent in his face. For a second, I want to console him, when I was the one who is beyond shattered. I couldn't help him in anyway. He looked devastated. But the fact that his own actions brought this consequences cannot be changed. I let him hurt, feel the pain and let him stay broken. There is a painful silence, perhaps it is all that we needed right now. He let out a breath, all his burdening agony came out in the form of a gas. "I was an outcast too." He finally spoke. 

      I highly doubt that. I had imagined him like a guy from all the high school novels with a rich gang containing all the handsome and cocky friends,like a bullies whom the whole school is frightened of. This is another shock he gave me today. He noticed my reaction for his words and said, "It's true. Did you hear about my mother?"

       I nodded remem