I CRIED MY HEART OUT until there were no tears left from my eyes that threatened to flow. It took a while. Several minutes. Slowly, I inhaled deep breath and raised my face to look at the surroundings. To my surprise, I caught a glimpse of Ceasar who was still in the same spot where he had been earlier as soon as he arrived at our house. He was looking at his phone while leaning on our wooden door.
He looked calm, like it didn’t bother him that he was waiting for me to stop crying. Maybe he noticed my little movements because Ceasar lifted his gaze from his phone to me. He was not smiling sheepishly this time. Does he look like he is empathizing? His eyes softened and his gaze subtle.
“Thank you for not being too bothered with my presence right here,” he said, then stood up. He ran a s
