60|| Cold Hearted

.LESTIANA.

I was finally leaving this city. I watched how my secretary moved around to do the necessary things and what did I do? I stood right on spot, feeling numb from crying through out the night. I remember what my mother had told me she video called me this morning.

“Les, make sure you hide those dark eye bags. You know your father don't like seeing them.” She said, not even caring to look at me with concern. I sniffed in and nodded like the princess I was. Like the princess who could not be rebellious. Like the princess who would be told to jump and she would not ask how high it was. Like a princess who hated the title but still has to act according to it.

“Yes, mother.” I swallowed hard. I stared at my mother who was quite busy arranging some files and I wanted so much to bear my heart to her. I just wanted to tell how I was feeling and why I did not want to leave this city but before I could say anything, the call got disconnected and there was no even any goodbye. I never go