While highlighting her cheekbones with her favourite mauve blush her eyes spotted uncertainty. Besides her flawless makeup and chic bottle green dress, her mirror was also reflecting some unexplainable inner reluctance.
The suppressed storm in her had directed her towards dating games – a game she wanted to play without putting her emotions at stakes.
Now, her serene solitude had turned into loneliness and was mocking her.
As a desperate measure to distract herself from him, she picked up her bleeding heart and decided to opt for the infamous hook-ups.
After overlooking her initial hesitation, she reached the restaurant where her date was already waiting for her. Although he was good looking and seemed courteous, her gut kept churning with the anticipation of the unnerving known.
Somehow, she pulled through dinner. While walking through the secluded lanes leading to the car park he held her hand and came closer to clamp his lips on hers. But, she moved back by saying, ‘I am not ready for it’. She freed her hand from his grip and said, ‘I’ll walk alone. Goodbye for now.’