Ann’s POV

I don’t know what is happening right now, but for all I know is that you’re happy. I saw you awhile ago, happily chatting with my friend as your fingers intertwined with hers. I admit, I was hurt but there’s nothing I can do. We became strangers as the days passed by. We never got the chance to talk. You’re always busy with your personal things. I always find myself crying whenever I remember the days we shared together.  I guess I should quit huh, but for some reason, my heart keeps telling me that I should keep holding on. What now? Will I follow what my heart is telling me or should I just quit?