r e m n a n t s [on an indefinite hiatus]

Chapter thirty-three: fine

"What's fine?" he asked her.

"Nothing."

"What do you mean nothing? You were talking about something then you keep saying that it's fine." he asked a little bit annoyed.

then she faced him, with a heartbreaking look etched upon her face;

"But that's just it isn't it? nothing is fine."