Is age an issue? How about having different worlds? How about rules vs risks?
Nicole Yangco is a 36 year old "has-been" who followed all the rules and had a perfect life. She was used to being beloved and celebrated.
She had everything and now, s...
Disclaimer: Work of fiction only. Actors are used as visuals and help for my imagination.
If you are uncomfortable with depictions of women who love women - this story is not for you.
On to the story. The second to the last chapter.
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"Did we ever love, Vin? Or were we really just two miserable people looking for a distraction?"
She kept repeating to herself.
Nicolelooked at her Google Doc, it had been long months and she had not seen Vinny Biazon log on to the file. It had been months and she found herself just writing letters in the Google Doc, knowing fully well Vinny would not even view it.
She would never.
It had been months and her way of grief was writing letters to someone who would never even log on. She missed the days when they would chat through their Google Doc. But now she was just basically talking to herself to pour out memories, apologies, blaming, and regrets.
Everyday, she would write on the Google Doc.
Ten letters became thirty then became sixty. Now she was at ninety-nine and "vinnybiazon@gmail.com" never logged on.
