Chapter 38 What She Gazed Upon

• Watching Ryan curled up in the arms of his lover dug a hole in my heart. Patricia, indeed she was right, I had not seen the last of hoooooooooooo d. Oer. At that instant, my legs trembled and my hands suddenly felt too weak to hold on to the tray. It fell freely on the ground with a loud crash as the ceramic bowl of the chicken broth split into many pieces and the content spilled all over, just the way I had become.
• Ryan turned to find me there. My eyes met his, they wide stretched, his hands flew to his hair as he cussed underneath his breath and rolled into a sitting position. My eyes could be lying, perhaps, I wish it was. My cheeks shivered, hunching over as if choking down a sob. I felt my lips move apart but no words could fall from it. The sight drove me down memory lane again, the same scenario with Raymond and Racheal replayed over and over and for some reason, my eyes became too dry as tears refused to fall off, maybe it would be much better if it melted off my heart that was frozen with hurt.
• “How…how could you even think of doing this to me after all that we shared together? I…I literally told you about everything that happened in my past and you mock me by repaying every action again.” I stuttered, choking down on my words.