The Wait (by Keshi)

The twilight skies seem to weep in anticipation. The night drew closer to Daniella's state of mind. She waited by the phone. Waiting to receive that one call that would change her life forever. She fiercely longed for it, yet she feared it like a child lost in darkness. A beautiful desire danced within her, yet the thought of losing what she has right now seem to play mind games. Torn between two worlds, not really being able to foresee which one would make her happy, Daniella wanted to choose whatever route that this call was going to take her on. Staring at the phone was no consolation. So she moved closer to the window, looking at the faraway horizon, wondering if her desired destiny was as close as the phone was or as far as that horizon seemed to be. Maybe he didn't want her...maybe he was just uttering those words without meaning. Soon it will all be revealed. But at the back of her mind, she knew she was going to receive that call. Would she be able to take the plunge? Would she then be betraying the people who loved her very much? Would she be walking into territory that she should never have? All the answers secretly slept in that faraway horizon which was going to unfold soon. The clock struck 8pm. The soft breeze gently caressed her face. The kettle switched off. The coffee in the cup waited to be brewed...