𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠:
⇣
➙ issues 𝖻𝗒 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗂𝖾𝗅 𝖽𝗂 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗅𝗈
DO YOU EVER feel the need to exchange yourself with anyone's life? Few will raise their hands for billionaire, then others will raise for brain, beauty and what not but if you ask me I will say to exchange my life with the person who is lying in a deathbed.
Only few are left in my life whose value is more than my own. I will die for them just to protect them and one of them is Adelina, the girl whose smile will light up any dim world and I was too selfish to notice it after she died.
June's hot wind blows around us, blocking our eyelids with mini dust particles. I push the bridge of my black sunglasses to cover up the non-existent tears that were flowing down.
Her pale body shines brighter as sun comes and become the witness to her funeral.
"Pig." I turn back glaring at the gardener's daughter who for the past week was pestering behind me to accommodate me as her friend but momma ordered me not to make friends, as they are hopeless just like their promises.
"Pig? It's the new name you got as if the last hundred names weren't enough." I growl at her making her laugh. She clap her hands dancing around me making me roll my eyes at her childish behaviour.
Wait! I forgot I too am a child but with an adult brain.
Finally she stops her nonsense dance and hugs me suddenly making me stumble back. I fight for release but she doesn't let me go.
Suddenly an idea stuck my mind and I pinch her butt making her jump back. She pouts rubbing her swollen area while I turn back to walk to my hideout place from where I escaped.
Momma always leaves me sharp at 10am and arrives in 7pm just like a whore she is. God knows how many leakage she gets an hour. The feeling itself makes me gag.
YOU ARE READING
𝗙𝗜𝗟𝗧𝗛𝗬 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗢𝗦 ✓
Romance𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 : 𝐨𝐧𝐞 "𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶?" "𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙥𝙚𝙧." ⌬ 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾, 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 �...