She took a huge bite off of her favourite sandwich made up of mushed up turkey meatballs in hot sauce with thinly sliced peppers and gherkins, munching in sheer contentment as the delectable flavours continued to explode in her mouth. A bit of the hot sauce continued to dribble down from one corner of her mouth, laughing gaily at the lamest joke her friend had just regaled to her; little crow feet appearing at the corners of her eyes, signifying her merriment.If someone had chosen to glance her way, it would have been impossible to deduce that amidst the pictorial moment of utter happiness, her heart was breaking, piece by piece with every second that seemed to pass by in deafening silence from the man who stole her heart.