She decided to show up again today.
I observed her as she got seated in the very corner of the terrace, not paying any attention to my presence
She looked the same. Broken. A mess.
The only difference I could notice was a journal and a pencil between her fingers.I then thought about not disturbing her with my presence and glanced back towards the sky.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
☀sunsets☀ (njh short story)(complete)
Kurzgeschichten;;where she died with the setting sun