She was like a message sent to me from above. I know it sounds cheesy and I can't count enough the number of times I've read that very same line. But this time, it feels real. (Yet another cliche..)

I've been feeling groggy the whole day. To be more specific, I've been feeling like there's a mist surrounding me. Like I'm trapped behind a smoke screen. I wonder if this is how it feels like when someone hexes you.

The ground feels like it's spinning when I shut my eyes for a second too long. My fingers quiver ever so slightly and everything around me sounds amplified.

But I keep on chatting like everything is fine, even when my lunch threatened from the back of my throat. Ugh. That was when it happened.

We've been talking for the past two hours and naturally, the topics got deeper. I know I can trust her so I told her everything. At least everything that I could fit in the next hour anyway. In a way, I liked telling my stories. Girls love talking about themselves what right hahah.

The first thing she had to say to me was, "Tinggalkan dia." "Leave him." It was firm, without a hint of hesitation. And for a moment, my head cleared up and I know my future with that kind of scum bag is already stated. Along with a billion other stories of unrepentant cheating men, hers included.

"I already have," I lied.

And then my head fogged up again. Ugh. I think I'm going to throw up.
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