Isabella's P.O.V:
Who the hell could that be?
My eyes narrowed and I turned to Scarlet to see the same facial expression.
"Don't go now" She said and stood up.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"I'll see who it is , then you'll go. But before-"
Scarlet moved from her place and sat on her knees in front of me. She held my hands and looked at me.
"Isabella, now listen, okay? Carefully. And try to take it by your heart"
I nodded.
"Look, now , I have warned you beforehand right?" She asked.
"Yeah. I am sorry" I swallowed.
"It's not a matter of sorry. But I you should and will forget him. For the sake of your and my life and for your future. You cannot just sit here and cry all day long. If he wanted you to move on , show him that you can. Show him that he missed a chance with such a brave girl."
I felt like crying all over , again.
She's right. She's totally right. I should forget him. And move on. I will.
But it hurts.
I sniffed and nodded "But it hurts" I mumbled.
"It hurts? Here's the reason. Forget him and it won't hurt anymore. He'll remain as nightmare of which you aren't scared anymore. Okay?"
"It's not that easy" a tear left my eye.
She repositioned herself.
"Listen to me carefully. When it hurts and it feels tough, just stop feeling. I know it sounds weird. But, when those things will occur, just close your eyes , take a deep breath and stop feeling. " She looked at me , deep in my eyes and said again "Just don't"
I didn't do any gesture this time. I didn't know what to do or say.
This was tough.
I took a deep breath.
I will try. I will. I have to. I need to. There's no turning back now.
"Now , I'll leave you to yourself and go meet your visitor. I'll be right back" she stood up . She abruptly stopped near the door frame and said "do think about it"
This was so hard. I sat silently. My eyes squeezed shut. Hands gripping on the edge of my dress. My eyes watering again.
"No no no, stop , you need to stop. Stop crying for that person. He doesn't love you , you don't love him. That's it. I don't love him" I said loudly to myself. "I don't love him."
I don't. I don't. I won't. I will show him that I moved.
After a few minutes of waiting, anticipating about who it might be, my door flew opened.
"What?" I asked promptly.
"Come in , you won't regret" she smiled. But I noticed something else. She was blushing.
Why the hell is she blushing?
"O-okay" I reluctantly sat up.
"Wait wait wait, I- can't go in this look. Look at my eyes and dress. I look like a frog in drain" I exclaimed.
"Okay come on" Scarlet took me by my upper arm and wiped out the molten eyeliner under my eyes.
Once I was fresh, not really but to show, we went out.

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