when his words stung her, drawing tears into her eyes, wounded her completely under the surface, she knew it was her cue. perhaps she didn't try hard enough the last time, perhaps she didn't truly give all her effort back then. his words stirred her deep within. she felt as if she'd been slapped physically n awaken from the ideal anticipation. he rang a dozen bells for her when he said nothing is impossible for a willing heart. that exact moment onwards, she wiped away the tears while swatting all unnecessary thoughts off her shoulder, pulling her feet apart n placing a doubtless step in front of herself. it turned out, his tongue was as sharp as hers.