Maybe he would’ve stayed.

She pulled open the door and froze when she saw who it was. He walked in locking eyes with her on the way to his desk. “No talking, get to work”, she told herself.

She sat down and took out her notepad and pen from her bag. She looked around tiredly to see him walking towards her. She stared into his eyes never leaving eye contact. Was he clueless enough to know that I’m still in love with him and I need him so badly? He sat near her desk and started talking over the phone. In between he exchanged glances with her. She felt her heart rate speed up and major butterflies started flying in her stomach.

“Do you have a pen?” he asked.  “Sure”, she smiled before looking in her bag for another one.

“Calm the hell down. He just wants a pen”, she said herself.

“Thanks”, he said.

And she saw him blush. Rubbing her eyes, she looked him again. “Oh my goodness, he’s blushing”, she thought. And she started to blush herself realizing that he’s not going to move.

She continued her work when she felt two hands cover her shoulders.

“Guess what?” he whispered in her ears. His lips accidentally brushed her ear and it started to tingle.

“What” she whispered back, not trying to copy him but because she felt she’s going to faint.

“I love…” her heart was practically jumping in her chest. “Is he going to tell that he loves me?” she wondered.

“Someone else”, he ended his sentence.

He uncovered her eyes and started laughing like a maniac at her speechless face. And then walked away.

He didn’t notice the look on her face when he walked away...He didn’t see the pain and tears rolling down her face.

“If only he had seen it, maybe he would’ve stayed”, she thought.