She, His Enigma

are you d

p and shouted at the person sta

. She is back

ell for life imprisonment? How could she

ormant can'

fidence in

rified middle-aged woman. Her body was fluttering, and she c

, the woman in black sneere

omantic novel. But she was not here to read the book. She jiggled it vigorously, and a piece of paper fell out. She gently held the paper while maintaining the book's original position. Her frown was tightly t

intelligence of the person who used to work there. She scrutinized the room

her cheeks to her chin and fell to the floor. She had no idea when a single drop turned into rain and she slid down on her knees. With both hands, she tried to quell her sobs but endeavoured again

.. Dad, I

ence left her lips

t was affixed to the table. The various types of colourful bottles were kept organized. Taking out the small bottle of liquid she spread it on the empty paper. The

ss. Words began to appear on those papers gradually. Though not shocked, she was nonetheless d

etly and quickly, moving ahead. He

ffect on tall buildings that remained as lonely as ever. Standing under the shadow, an ari

tte still between his fingers, waiting to be lit. He looked into the void nigh

oment. He felt as though her hazel purple eyes were still watching him from a distance. He sensed she was waiting

a dark and cold drizzling night, just like she did years ago

uilding. The girl was still dressed in a thin white dress, her lustrous hair floating in the air, and she was shuddering,

o her neck, he closed his eyes, breathed in the scent of her hair. A warm liquid left his eyes perplexed, was it a raindrop or his tears? He did not want to cry for her he did not want to hold h

and shuddering body convulsing a littl

e quivered as her cold arms circled h

r so much that he lost all se

o his eyes. Their gaze met freezing the cold temperature to the