‘I’ll stay’, I said once more. I swallowed hard.
The problem was, I had no idea where I was going, it was one thing to decide to stay in but it was quite another figure to do that. I did the calculations in my head. I headed away. I doubted my decision more with every step. As the sun rose higher in the hazy sky and the dust began to rise in the air like it always did when streets began to bake in the heat, it was becoming harder to breathe.
But it was enough enable me to see myself as someone wounded. It didn’t change what he had done, and I didn’t think I would ever be able to understand. But it did provide another piece to the puzzle. And it made me realize that even though I thought I knew the situation inside and out, maybe there were still a lot of pieces missing.
P/S: Still finding the missing puzzle.