Dominique
My tears can be stupid sometimes, huh? Sighing, stood up from the bed and walked towards the window watching as the sun started to set and for the sky to slowly switch into the dark night. I don’t want to cry. But why won’t it listen to me?
As I touched the opened window, my fingers felt its cold surface. It doesn’t listen to you because you can’t control yourself. Emilia said. But even if you can control yourself, there’s still the times when you can’t stop your tears.
I watched the sky as it presented gradient colors. Mixing orange, red, white, blue, and black, it looked colorful and peaceful. As I stayed staring at it, a single thought crossed my mind. “I want to go home.”
“Then let’s go.” Surprised by his voice, I turned around and saw him standing by the door. “It’s star
