I looked up. There, in front of me, she walked with another guy.
She turned slightly, and I caught her eyes straying to me. She stopped walking, turning her gaze to the man walking with her, then back to me again. I held my breath, and watched her with a hopeful eyes. I am sorry, I told her with my eyes. I will not let you go again. Please come back to me.
At first she looked indecisive, but then her gaze turned determined. She faced the man beside her and let go of the hand holding hers. She bowed quickly, said some words I couldn’t hear, then walked towards me, never looking back at the heart-broken face the guy had on.
I greeted her with smile, hands opened. She forgives me.
A hand touched my back, and loud voice broke me from my imagination. I gave an unintelligible grunt to the owner of the hand, eyes still on the back of my girl. My ex-girl who was still walking away from me, eyes never looking at me.
She didn’t forgive me. She wouldn’t.