Chapter 132 Leave me alone, Neil

• I had no idea how long I sat there, clutching my heart and crying my eyes out, but I barely felt the soft tap on my shoulder. “Miss? Are you okay? Are you hurt?”
• My eyes felt sore and puffy as I slowly looked up at the owner of the soft, concerned voice. I could not see much, because my sight was watery with tears, colors and distorted shapes swimming in my vision. It looked like she bent down to my level on the floor. “I was watching you and that man from over there. And you don’t look so good right now, do you need help getting a ride back home?”
• My mind was still replaying Adonis’ words in repeat, torturing me and evoking a new kind of endless pain from the depths of my wounded mad shattered heart. I felt a fabric that seemed like that of a soft towel dab at my cheeks softly, and I realized that the woman was still by my side, and she was cleaning off my tears. “I understand how you feel, honey. I was in your shoes once. Love makes you so vulnerable, and that particular man must have used these same feelings you have for him to hurt you, hm? At first glance, I knew he was the type of man that shatters the hearts of women. I’m so sorry you had to be one of them, honey.”