Chapter 9

It was night already and Lyne lay on her bed sulking and sobbing softly. Her room gave off a feminine impression with the red and pink fabrics covering everywhere. Cosmetics and deodorants fill the dresser and a rack of beautiful dresses lay on a brown wooden rod placed above on the other side of the room. Candles surround everywhere giving the room a beautiful scent. On her bed, a big pink net covered the bed, leaving only a slight space open at the front. It made it look like she was under a tent. With her knees under her chin, she cried hard. She knew she would be a second choice yet again and she wasn't ready to dive into it again. "Lyne?" She heard a deep but warm voice call. It was calming and assuring. She didn't get out of her bed. She didn't want to see his face for fear that she might forgive him instantly. His face was too good-looking. She sniffled. "Are you okay?" She heard him call again. After a minute of silence, he spoke up. "I was wondering if we could talk befo