A sense of deja vu hit me, as I gaped at the sight in front of me. It was like before, but this time they weren't Mike and Layla so, why did it hurt more?
With a thud, the booklet and flowers crashed into the floor making both of them stop as they snapped their heads to where I stood. The next few moments were a blur as I ran back inside the lift and struggled to hit on the ground floor button, through blurred vision. I hadn't even realized that I was crying until a tear fell down my left cheek.
Why was I crying? Wasn't it normal to see your ex-best friend kiss a girl? The ex-best friend, who proposed and once loved you. I was supposed to be happy... then why did it hurt?
Clutching my purse in my hand, I rushed out of the building. My brain and senses were gradually giving up, as I som
