Regret comes like a cold mist in the middle of the night, comes slowly without realizing it without warning, creeps into the heart, and covers the mind with hopes and illusions of the possibility of what might happen, the words 'if only' repeat in one's mind but when the fog is swept away by the wind One will find oneself stranded in a reality that cannot be changed.
Lory sat on a comfortable sofa on the terrace next to the swimming pool, her purple eyes looked up at the midnight sky decorated with millions of stars but even the beautiful view still failed to lighten the burden on her heart.
'Why don't he give us a chance to help him?'
Lilly's voice rang in Lory's head that instantly send a great sense of weariness that sweeps over her it sucking her whole energy with it.
'Why don't he? Why don't she?'