She's just stared at the abyss darkness with perplexed look. Her crimson lips seems to be glued by what she had heard just now.
"How many years I've to take just to prove that he wasn't meant for you? How many tears I've to shed just to get into your heart?" the high note that he threw just now still can't hide the slight tremble in his voice. A sense of hopelessness filled him over and over again.
The bleakness of his gaze unnerved her and suddenly her eyes glazed over with tears that doesn't fall. She knew the tears are equivocal so she look away, pretending it doesn't kills her - not even a bit. The night become silent again. They savoring the night of loneliness together without any words. Maybe it'll become the night's deepest gloom they ever had.
A few moments later, she gather her strength albeit reluctantly and said "If he wasn't meant for me,so you're......."