Stuck In His Heart

Consuela thought that as long as Sheryl explained to him, he would be able to believe that she wasn't willing to do that. He was the only person she loved all the time! She could completely pretend not to have heard those sarcastic words! Now, it seemed that her explanations were powerless. The person that Harry liked was not her at all! No wonder he didn't believe her! Then, what was the use of her explanation? Did she need to explain?

A bitter smile crept up her face. The tears were streaming down her cheeks.

"You are the one I love, Sheryl." Harry cast an affectionate glance at Sheryl and twisted his mouth. He didn't even glance at Consuela.

Sheryl was amused by the funny look on his face, which stung Consuela's heart.

Consuela didn't say another word. Tears coursed down her cheeks. She picked up her purse, stood up and left without hesitation.

"Harry, I like you, too. Where are you going, Consuela? "

Behind her came the shriek of Sheryl, and Consuela sped up her pace. She felt a sharp pain in her heart, and she didn't want to stay there any longer!

The wind whizzed past, indicating that Consuela had left. Harry didn't turn around or even looked at her at all. All of a sudden, he felt like something had been lost forever, and he could never get it back.

He frowned and lowered his head slightly.

With a joyful smile, Sheryl watched Consuela leave and thought, 'You're no match for me, Consuela1’

***

Consuela walked on the street, in a daze. Her tears had already been dried up by the gales of wind. Her face was drained of color. All she could think of right now was only one figure. The figure slowly intertwined and gradually formed into a beautiful picture, which was so beautiful yet heart breaking.

will be ruined if

hurt? Does it hurt? Are you

"Consuela..."

said to her. But she could never

end, it was fixed at the moment when Harry bent over to kiss Sheryl. In the sunlight, both of them looked perfectly fine, as if she was the third

empty as if she couldn't see anything. But she felt terrible, to

come

asked herself the same question again and again, but she couldn't get an answer.

painful memories about the two persons in her mind stopped rolling in her mind. She seemed to be back to that terrible night which was like a nightmare.

"Crack!"

brought Consuela back to her senses. With a confused expression, she tilted

steps! Are your eyes just a decoration?

out and glared at Consuela. An impatient look was written all

middle of the road.

sorry!" Consuela apologized again and again, feeling guilty. She bowed down slightly and stepped back

No matter what happens, don't be absent-minded on the road next

soon as he finished speaking, he withdrew his gaze from Consuela, started the

couldn't take steps this

a black car pulled up at the roadside. Before Consuela could react, someone stretched out his arms, threw her into

on the cushion, Consuela

she came back to her senses, the car had already