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 love to cuddle you!" "And I love cuddling with you."
She remembered one of their moments together and smiled bitterly. "And now I must be the reason for you cuddling yourself to sleep alone."
Her heart shrank thinking about it. Looking down, she squeezed her eyes shut as a tear rolled down her face, thinking how life has its own ways of turning things up and down.
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