Echoing past

Ava's face clouded with a mixture of disapproval and disappointment after she settled into the backseat of the taxi, and the look in her eyes became desolate and became etched with sadness. An ache pushed against her heart and a lump formed in her throat, as the tears that had welled behind her eyelids threatened to spill from her eyes.

Her face burning with redness contorted as though she was struggling not to cry, and she sniffed incessantly to prevent the tears from coursing down her cheeks. However, it was really hard to control, as she continuously dabbed her face with a handkerchief. She resorted to dry, juddering sob without tears, because of the despair that her heart was subjected to.

It was painful for her to know that she had loved a man like Ethan, who still had the mentality that everything was easy for him so far he wanted it and tried so hard. It hurt to know that even if she knew that she could never trust words that came from his lips, and that the shield of being em