508 The Murderer

Xhemin's head was turning and her emotions were very unstable as she held into the rails of the stairs. Instead of waiting for the elevator to open, her shaking legs dragged her into the fire exit. She walked a few floors down, swaying to and fro, her tears were all over her face and her cries were making her lose her breath. When she can't take it all anymore, she screamed as loud and desperate as she could and fell from her knees.

Xhemin was now wailing. She wailed so she could push out all the emotions that were filling his heart- all the anger, all the pain, the regrets, the longing. She just let it all go with her desperate cry as if it was the only thing that was keeping her sane. If not for her cries, she could have fainted.