He seems almost furious. His eyes burn with rage, he is shaking and it seems as if he doesn't want
to believe it.
The air is unbreathable, the girl puts her hand in front of the face, looking earnestly at the floor. She
hadn't wanted all to go that way, and yet she was shrouded in despair.
There is nothing that can contradict the hypothesis of the boy, if it is only a hypothesis.
Just one question manages to escape from her lips.