Four words that acted as the first blades to be stuck into my heart.
"Cian, we need to talk."
I would find out that the pain I felt in this moment, was just the beginning to how shredded my heart was to become. Either way, this was how it started... The first push leading to my spiral downwards.
She strolled over to me like nothing was wrong. A facade. I reached out to her with my palm and met her soft, long, raven black hair. No reaction. Her dark eyes indicated nothing. Taking my hand, she led me slowly to the edge of the camping ground (every summer for 3 years, a bunch of us would camp down by the lake for a few days). Contently, I found her hair again and moved forward so I was mere inches from her delicate shaped face. No words needed to be spoken. I loved her. After watching her emotionless eyes for a moment - she wasn't the type to let on how she felt - I excitedly lent in, my lips slightly parting.
No reaction. I peered down at her quizzically.
"Yeah, I wanna break up."
She always was a girl of few words. These words were no exception to how she normally spoke... With no emotion, like she couldn't feel.
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My Cold-Hearted Bitch Ex
Teen Fiction'She strolled over to me like nothing was wrong. A facade. I reached out to her with my palm and met her soft, long, raven black hair. No reaction. Her dark eyes indicated nothing.' Cian's world seemed to end with Reena. All he was left with was pai...
