Door#75.1 "Pink Lipstick"

When the brain and the heart both are on overload and to get away is the only chance to survive, you run.

That's what I did.

I ran fast.

My body is on flight mode as it focuses on my escape. It stayed on my head as if they were pictured in slow-motion. I could feel the scream of my lungs and the will of my soaring muscles to go beyond what exercise could demand. In this moment, I am least proud of who I am, for I failed to be a good woman.

Catching my breath, I stopped in nowhere. Everything around me looks the same, except the fountain in the middle of a huge garden. If I came back near the entrance, that means Joshua is now way too far from me. But the guilt stayed close in my heart. I shut my eyes and soon regretted that I did. Because the second dark invaded my sight, I vividly remembered what happened before I came here.

His soft lips.

His shaking eyes.

And his tears.

I let a man kissed my