Innalillahi. That's what she had been monotoning. His words besetted her to the core, Meeno once told her that this guy is just wasting her time, but she never pay heed. He showed her his true colour.
Did he really replied her with 'As you wish?' She can't really comprehend this. She heard when a girlfriend suggest a break up, the boy almost go mad, asking for forgiveness. But her's is not even upto what she was expecting, she thought he'll apologize.
She flopped on her bed, the wall painting; which was grey and ash, the colours she cherished. As she's not the pink, red, blue type. Everything in her room was dull, wether grey, black, army green, and so.
Her eyes caught the glimpse of her top secret keeper on a black coach beside the dressing mirror. She wend and sit on the coach, glumly placing her diary on the glass table beside the coach by her right.