Vanya's POV: I don't know how long I stayed in the bathroom, all I remember was the feeling of pure comfort, and how the pain in my chest slowly lifted. My sobs gradually died down, and with it came exhaustion. My arms and legs felt like limp noddles, and I wanted to fall asleep right there. I thought I would feel embarrassed for crying in a bathroom, but I didn't. Instead I felt very hungry, tired, but still hungry. The women around me were all so sweet. Someone wiped my face, while another offered to retouch my makeup. I felt so cared for the way they treated me. By the time they were done, I stared at my reflection in the mirror and smiled. I had a natural blush from crying so much, my lips were red and plump too. It was like my tears had moisturized my face. I felt refreshed, energized, ready to take on whatever came my way. "Thank you," I said to them, unable to hide the tremble in my voice. "So so much, and I'm sorry for causing such a scene" "What scene?" One of the
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