CHAPTER : 14

Her red sad eyes held such emotions which I thought would never haunt her. I thought that only I was the one carrying the burden of a heavy heart, but I was always oblivious to how Liza's eyes would turn wet whenever she saw a small girl holding her mother's hand, whenever she saw a small girl learning to ride a cycle while her father supported her from behind, whenever she saw a brother standing up for his sister, all those times when it used to rain, and she would stare outside the window towards oblivion.

I was oblivious.

She looked at me with those baby blue eyes of her, which looked as innocent as a newborn baby. Tinted with red, they expressed their sorrow and sadness to me for the first time. This Liza was new to me.

This Liza was scaring me.

I was afraid, afraid that she might utter words which I don't want to hear, afraid that she won't tell me what was bothering her, afraid that she will push me away like I used to do to my parents