Their relationship had now grown awkward. Earlier she had loved to touch him and be close, talking to him like he was the only best friend in the entire world and who understood her to the fullest but now it seemed like it was all a lie because at the end of the day it was something else that was pulling her towards him.
A bond that seems to be non-existent but was just as powerful as nature itself.
If someone ever asked her who Xavier was to her, she would immediately reply that he was the one who she loved but now it seemed to be forced on her.
She was lying on her bed while her neighbour sat on her desk chair.
"I hope you understand that this would still take a lot of time."
"Yes," she mumbled, "The window."
