Heal

I heard the tapping of his foot against the floor. I heard him pull the front door open... then hesitate and finally, the click of the lock telling me that he was gone—possibly forever. The silence was deafening. It sucked the oxygen out of the room. For the longest moment, I craved to clutch onto my throat.

No, the air was fine. It was just me, unable to overcome my circumstances.

"Are you alright?" I heard Daisy whisper. Her soft inquiry broke the silence. I focused on her. It was a difficult task, but I managed it somehow. She seemed to think that I had missed her question. So, she repeated herself.

"I heard you the first time you asked," I told her. She didn't seem stunned by my reply. "I sent him away," I informed her in a small voice. I don't know why I did it; I knew that she had seen him leave the apartment, there was no hiding spot in the apartment if one thought about it.