14 XIV. The Yellow And Red Lights

If only I went home earlier that night.

She might even confessed. Or I might even did. And we should have been happy.

Back to reality, I'm now entering the highway so, cellphone's probably prohibited.

I wiped my tears off while driving. I wiped it with my eyes closed until no liquid is left. Not even a single one.

But the moment, I opened my eyes— there was something yellow that suddenly turned to red and it forcefully made my eyes closed again.

I felt something, something light and something easy. Like I was flying.

The moment I open my eyes again, I am already on the wedding.

I wonder what happened. But nonetheless, I'll prepare for the shooting already. I'll go to my camera now.