India P.O.V
i stare at the wall, my mind blank, today was the day he had died..
i try not to think but i just cant help myself, i loved him.. a lot and miss him.. he was irreplaceable
cant believe its been 30 years since he is gone...
i close my eyes and take a deep breath , i remembered the day we met and smiled at the thought
i got up from where i was sitting and went to the store room,
i stretched my arm to the cupboard on the top and pulled out a album with a lot of effort.. sucks being short i tell you
anyways the album
i flip the pages and finally find it , my only photo of him with me.. i do feel guilty of what i did to those photos... and a lot of regret.. i wished i didnt do it but i did, i couldnt control myself at the time.
i sigh and sit down , and look at my hand, the ring he gave me still on it ,i hold back a sob dont cry over spilt milk india i scold myself.
i hold the photo close to me and relive my memories with him, with Ussr..
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A.N.well this was garbage ()_() i used too much of the letter 'I' :v and tooo many '...'
i am not very good at first person writing ( or any writing )
i will hopefully get better :D
also please pretend today is 26 december 2021
lel
btw if you wanna know wht happened to those photos ,ask
ill tell u OR just wait for the chapter :^ ( low chances of u ever finding out.. i might get lazy )
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FanfictionWARNING: if u didnt read the title, i quit it, so yea, but do read, its like a oneshot, its nice :) SO i finally got the courage to make dis- lelelelelel thx to mah friend : @Ashy_Oof anyways dis is gunna be ussr x india IF YOU DARE JUDGE ME ILL KI...
