She walked towards the dead-end, stood there alone feeling the breeze on her face and knew she was not okay.
Was she going back to 2013? She hoped NO, that was a dark phase. She wished she could cry but she felt numb so walked back towards her home to act normal.
She took cold shower and felt her ribs with her fingers. Last few years have been absolute hell, she had no appetite for food anymore but still every weekend she ordered a veg. pizza. Perhaps, calling pizza outlet was the only social interaction she had on most of the weekends.
“I would like to order a medium size pizza…ahhhh Can I have medium size pizza.”, she rehearsed her lines several times before dialing.