There's something different.
It's not how she's moving, or how her face is arranged, or how she's dressed. It's not her colour scheme, her height, her width, but there's something.
Because when I look at Laura, something doesn't feel quite the same as it used to. Things have changed. I don't know what it is, but she seems like she's avoiding me.
When I look at her, she looks away. I kind of want to know what's going on, but, since she always seems to be doing something else, I don't ask her. I let her do what she wants because I want her to be happy.
Still, I wish I knew what I did wrong.
…
Laura looks up at me at last. I notice that her eyes are filled with tears.
"Laura…" I start.
"Ah!" she gasps. "Aran…"
"What wrong?"
"N-Nothing! I'm fine!" Two tears streamed down her right cheek as she said that, and she put a smile on her face. "Just fine, so don't worry…"
"But I can tell, there's something bothering you…"
"I really am fine, Aran. I… Nothing's bothering me…"
She obviously didn't want to talk to me. I left her alone, not wanting to push her into something she wouldn't want. But I lingered in the doorway, watching as her shoulders shakily moved up and down. It was terrible watching her like this, but she wouldn't tell me anything. There was nothing I could do.
…
If only I had stayed with her a little longer. If only I had squeezed the secret out of her.
She would feel better. She wouldn't have to cry.
She could just relax in my arms. Everything would be okay…
But I didn't. I left her there. I'm such a moron.