The paper crumpled as my fingers clenched into a fist and then I throw away the paper ball. He always find a way to cover up his lies beneath sweet words. And every time I promise myself that I won’t fall for those letters of his, but I do. So this time I’ve thrown it away without reading it. But I again think that maybe this time he might not have lied. So I pick up the paper and uncrumple it. He has written two words- ‘Turn around.’ So I do, and find him standing a few inches away from me, but he wasn’t here even a second ago. “What are you?” I ask him.
“I’m sorry,” he says and his eyes turn glossy with tears. This is something I’ve seen before, so I hope that this time he is not lying. So I let him wrap his arms around me and use my shoulder to cry on.