88. Distance & Secrets

Celia’s POV

   The rain pattered against the window harshly. It looks like it is not going to stop until it break the glass down and flood this whole building.   

   My feet could not touch the floor since the bed is elevated than a normal one would. I sat at its edge and fall back onto the mattress not knowing what I am thinking and not knowing how to understand myself. I have not noticed him opening the door and entering the room. When I squeeze my eyes shut and opened them, he is above me looking worriedly, “Are you alright?” I envisaged someone pulling him from above far away from me. “Celia? Is something wrong?” He looked to his back at the ceiling and turned to me again. That’s when I know, I am not in a right mind. It’s not until his thumb traced my cheekbone, I realized there are tears running down onto the mattress.

    I hold his face in my cold hands fearing th