"W-Where are you going? I cooked your favorite porridge."
"I'm still full. I'm going somewhere today." he was in a hurry.
Moments later he came down and was wearing a black leather jacket, pants and black cap. "I'm sorry it's just an emergency." He gave me a kiss on the forehead and left
I smiled bitterly. I won't give up on us, Marco. I will endure. Even if it hurts, I will endure. I know you have a reason. So I won't give up. Maybe, I'll just wait for the day when he himself will tell me that he doesn't want to. I will gather strength for that day.
I have no appetite. I almost atea little and went back inside the room and cried softly.
It was Monday morning and we were busy. I was absent for two days when the fight between the man and Marco happened at the wet party.