Kara

　　I heard Sara say my name, trying to get me to stay in the bathroom, but I ignored her. I walked with a smile, but tears welled up in my eyes. What Sara had said hurt. Not just because of Stefan but also because of her. I had to go through not one but two griefs: my husband's and my best friend's.

　　I wiped away my tears. My destination was back to the hall. But Stefan appeared and grabbed my wrist, guiding me.

　　"What are you doing, Stefan? Let me ...