Author's note

*this story will contain mature and explicit content*

"Everyone hides their pain differently." She whispered softly still looking down at our intertwined hands. "Some people choose to express the pain in music, dance, art... some even pretend they don't feel it."

"But the truth is" She starts, inhaling deeply as her blue eyes look directly into mine "behind every smile we show there is a sadness that no one can see or feel."