Chapter Thirty

Elaine.

I quickly walked to the nearest cafe that I could find and hesitated at the door. I didn't want to cause a scene and with the tears that kept running down my face, I was sure that I looked like a mess. But it was nighttime and I didn't feel comfortable loitering around by myself so, I decided to seek shelter while I at least tried to collect myself.

Entering the cafe, I sat on a free table near the large, glass doors before burying my face in my palms and completely breaking down. I didn't want to cry in front of the customers here; Actually, I didn't want to cry at all but my emotions were so all over the place that keeping myself composed wasn't even an option.

My palm was still stinging from the slap that I gave Zack earlier and despite running off, I was glad that he didn't come after me. I didn't turn to look at his face when I said that I didn't want to see him anymore. I was afraid of what kind of face he would make. Would it be one of hurt or utter indifference?

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