Chapter 15. His True Color

Lucy slammed the door to her room shut and even locked it. Her eyes burned but she didn’t want to cry. Even her chest tightened and she could feel a lump in her throat… She felt repulsed. Repulsed by his actions and everything. Why did she have to go through this? Why couldn’t she feel anything? And why did she run away? Did she even have the right to? They would get engaged soon and it was only normal that he…

She couldn’t even bring herself to think of that word. As she spent more time with him, it was like the cages around her got tightened more. The freedom she had so much wanted to have, felt just like a rarely visible light at the end of a long dark tunnel. She just wanted to burst out of this cage of sadness and compulsion and fly freely. Did she not really have a choice?

A turmoil of anger, regret, pain, and… hatred filled her heart. She didn’t want to feel those emotions. She didn’t want to hate. Especially not someone who she would be bound to forever. The tear