I wish...

Frank studied her wilted face. She was suddenly too silent and he didn't like it. His eyes focused on her as she munched on her breakfast sandwich. 

Why did she ask him about his love life anyway? Maybe she wanted to connect with him a bit. Perhaps he also should try to make conversation. 

Clearing his throat, "so tell me about you," he said. Jennifer glanced at him with raised eyebrows. 

"I mean… your love life if that is okay," he said. 

"Oh," She let out a sad chuckle. "My love life? I guess I don't have one. It is a huge failure," she shrugged, trying her best to hide her pain. It was hard for her since her throat had tightened. Her nose twitched as tears were continuously threatening to fall out of her eyes. However, she knew she must remain strong. 

I can’t do this to myself.

She thought. 

It is not his fault that I’m feeling like this. It is just my foolish heart.

She inha