Another day for my misery; every moment I look, my eyes searching for nothing. The void that I feel is like forever. How can I smile again if she takes my soul?? How could you be so harsh, my love? Why do we go on separate ways that it shouldn't? We promise, but we end up in separate ways. Is this the true meaning of love?
Words running in my head, same as a water shower pouring down? Both hands-on walls looked down, watersdripping, and dripping, and visions went blurry. blurry. When tears and presence knockknock on my door of loneliness.
* * *
"Hey, sis! Hurry! Do you want me to get you?" Ofelia's voice outside the bathroom, reminding me again to live my life, annoys to death.
"What are you doing there?? Why do you take so long?" Irritating voice.
"I'm coming!" I replied, pulling the robe and a towel for my hair.
"What do you mean?" sounded teasing, and I am not surprised.
"I said I'm here, "opening the bathroom door, looking into her eyes.
"You be late, Ofelia, "I said with a bored face on her.
"Yes, but I need to check on you."
"Thanks for the effort, Ofelia, "I said, then she placed her hand on my forehead.
"You know you're sexy."
"Your words, Olivine, don't try me; you cannot get rid of me until the graves our tombstones are one apart."
"I'll hug you; you know that I know you into women. You think I didn't know that?" I provoked, observing how she would react.
"Nice try, try, little sister; what else can I do? Women are attractive if you know what I mean, "she said, looking at her phone vibrating.
"Ofelia, I'll support you; which side you're on, remember? "Assuring since she's been through a lot and I am guilty, I added.
"If I kiss you on your lips, will you be gone?"
"Stop playing games, Olivine, "she said, placing her phone on her shoulder bag.
"I need to go, drivers waiting, she said, hugging her.
"Just pick a side, Ofelia, "Olivia teased, distractingly looking in her eyes.
"Baby, sis, one thing I learn in life is there are no sides but only shaded gray parts," she said.
"Always take care and be nice to our staff."" Ofelia hugged and kissed her lips and was gone, leaving her leaning backs on the door.
* * *
"Hi, good morning. It's you again. I heard a voice after I got out of my car.
"Hello... Yes, it's me again, good morning," Olivine greeted after the vehicle of her husband left; they both took a glimpse at it.
"Uh, you were here yesterday, "Katerina said, wearing a happy smile on her face.
"Yes, I am, she replied, pressing the lock on my keys.
"Did you work around here?" she asked.
Yes," Olivia replied while her coat is placed on her left hand.
"I saw you across the streets at the coffee shop yesterday," she recalled.
"Yes," she replied timidly towards her standing beside the roads.
"Nice meeting you again," she said.
"Yes, me too."
"Have a nice day," she said, departing words. Olivine watched Katarina walk inside; her eyes never leave until she gets inside the gallery.
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Let it Rain | Olivine | Book2 | WLW
Short Story[COMPLETED] [women-loving-women] WLW What is love,when she's already committed? Olivine is grieving of a loss of her beloved wife, since that day she couldn't feel any emotions any attachments left we're all gone the trauma of being alone. Struggle...
