Christopher sat in the garden as he stared at the sunset. He was painted orange by the color of the sky which made him seem even sadder and lonely. His hot tea had gone cold. Yet, it did not stop him from taking a sip.

 

His left hand curled into a ball as he clenched it so tightly his entire arm was trembling. It was as if he was suppressing something. A sense of emotion flashed past his eyes before it quickly disappeared into his dark eyes.

 

tea in Christopher onto the grass and

you, don’t disturb me when I’m in

 He hasn’t been the nicest to me. Yet, he has never spoken to me in this way. I wonder what made him change? I don’t feel any sense of regret doing what I did in the past. I know I’ll find a way to break through

you,” Monica whispered as she tugged his sleeve. However, Christopher did not say a word but stared at her with coldness and sarcasm in his eyes. It was as

as Christopher’s piercing gaze seemed like it could

how I feel about you all this while. I don’t

 

this, Chris. How I wish you’d become the old Christopher that I’m familiar with. Stop this, okay? Your parents are worried sick. Why don’t we try things out? Let go of the past and start anew with me. I’ll try my best to make you happy.

you love me, so you

was since young. She may seem kind and gentle, yet it couldn’t mask her cold and selfishness on the inside. She desired to obtain a good reputation and recognition as a pianist.

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