A story of whispers left unspoken, unheard.
"I hate you!" He spat venomously through gritted teeth.
"Feelings are mutual." She replied back, smiled and walked away.
He didn't know who she was talking about...
A short story about her life. And ma...
“I hope you never get them.” Laila whispered back quietly, staring up at the sky.
“I hope so too.”
“And if you ever get them, then I'll be there for you.” She leaned her head on his shoulder. He was quick to wrap his arm around her as they continued to stare at the night sky together at their favorite spot, the lake.
“And now I know that I'm the reason for your nightmares...” She mumbled to herself in a broken voice while reminiscing about their past.
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