Behind The Heartless Façade

Façade 2

The Duze's Handkerchief

"Sia, why?" She asked, pain laced in her voice.

Many people may misunderstand. They would assume she was asking the composer why she composed such a song, but there was another meaning to it. A meaning no one else will understand.

Her crying was put to a halt when a handkerchief was passed to her.

"You look ugly while you cry. Here, take this." A voice said, she looked up and she saw Duze.

Despite the recent insul, she still thanked him.

"Thank you, Duze."

"What's your name?" He asked.

Hesitant she replied, "Sianel Ambrose."

That was her name now.

Duze already knew, but he still asked her the question. He didn't want her to be bamboozled as to why he knew her name already. Besides, it was just an excuse to keep the conversation going but he knew it had to come to an end.

"See you around Sianel. But I hope next time, instead of tears you'll have a bright smile on your face." He then walked away, never looking back.

"You look prettier that way." He added, but Sianel can't hear since he was already far away.