CYRUS
“Whats your name?” She asked at my retreating back.
She just couldn’t let me leave. It was already hard enough forcing myself to leave her after what I had witnessed tonight, but I knew that it had to be done. Yet here she was, asking my name.
I didnt want any more conversation to ensue between us. I deserved some f*****g credit for even taking the decision to leave as hard as it was. Still, despite my inner turmoil, I answered her.
“Cyrus.” I told her the truth.
“Okay.” She said, her voice fragile. A far cry from the angry version of her I had been faced with just a few minutes ago. She had amazed me quite alright. I definetly hadnt known that a side of her like that existed. And now she was back to being this shy, quiet version of herself. “I’m Avery.”
Avery. I
