It was the month of April, when Spring was at its prime. Birds chirping happily on the live wires as if death didn't scare them at all. I looked in the mirror, searching for the last signs that made me look sad in any way. I had to erase them all because Ren had a keen eye especially when it came to me. One last touch of the crimson red lipstick and I was ready to face him one last time.

I don't know why I dressed up that day even if the colour from my face had drained. Maybe because I wanted to look like the Mira whom Ren knew by heart. I took out the swan brooch from the untouched corner of my drawer and left for his place.

Everything looked the same as it was the other day, only the person who lived there was supposed to leave on that fine morning. I rang the door bell one last time and there he appeared like a waning moon at night. Was I happy or trying to ignore...