PROLOGUE

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"Ari... pagod n-na 'ko," I sobbed. "Gusto k-ko lang naman m-maging m-masaya..." I whispered.

For the first time in my life, I had enough. For the fucking first time, I admitted na hindi ko na kaya. For the fucking first time, ubos na ubos na 'ko. For the fucking first time... I crumbled down into pieces.

"Why is it so fucking hard?" I continued to sob, as I couldn't take it anymore.

"It's so hard to deal with life,"

"A-Ayoko n-na..." My voice broke, as the rain poured. It was raining heavily but I didn't move an inch. All of it was just... too much.

I got back to the hospital, drenched.

I went to Ari's room.

I sat down, and just stared at nowhere.

After almost half an hour passed, I noticed a blue envelope, beneath the Doraemon mini statue that was on her desk, beside the bed.

I quickly wiped my tears and took the blue envelope.

'To Arra'

I just saw my name and the penmanship but I started to cry again.

'To My Dearest Arra,'

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To be continued...

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