I thought it would hurt, but strangely, I felt nothing.

It was exactly what I saw on her face, on their faces, that everything became crystal clear.

I saw it in her. In her. In her. And in him.

And you thought someone closest to you should have known better. And you thought looking beyond all those facades you would find someone you would know so well, believing in the better of her, simply because, there is no doubt.

And then what she said repeated itself over and over in me.

I didn’t find the consolation I need. All I found is a sense of coldness, that slowly kills the warmth in me.

It should. It is what it is there for.

No doubt, it is a shame.

No bitterness, just understanding. And that’s why, bitterness is for them to hold, not for us to do so.

I should be glad I get the better end of the bargain.

Cos at least, it didn’t hurt.