C175 Leave me alone, Neil

I had no idea how long I sat there, clutching my heart and crying my eyes out, but I barely felt the soft tap on my shoulder. “Miss? Are you okay? Are you hurt?”

My eyes felt sore and puffy as I slowly looked up at the owner of the soft, concerned voice. I could not see much, because my sight was watery with tears, colors and distorted shapes swimming in my vision