CHAPTER FORTY-THREE

After half an hour of doubting and contemplating my words, I finally gave in to my judgemental conscience and walked upstairs. I paused a few centimeters away from Chloe’s door, and from that distance, I could hear the stifled sound of crying and sniffling.

“Look what you’ve done!” I chastised myself before quickly walking forward. After a deep inhale, I raised my fist and knocked on her door. At the same instant, the sounds that I once heard ceased as after two minutes of standing in silence the door finally swung open and before me was Chloe. Her eyes were swollen and she had smeared mascara beneath her eyes. But despite the rough appearance, she still had a bright smile on her face.

“Is something the matter?” She inquired in a soft, barely audible voice. She was doing her best to not speak much, one slip and I was certain her voice would crack.

“I..I…wanted to know if you’re doing alright.” I stammered before forcing a weak smile on my face as well.

She chuckled and tilted her h