It was dark at midnight when she was awakened by a vivid scene from the past. With an anxious sigh, she sat up and exhaled a deep breath but it didn't ease the heavy feeling she had inside.
With a messed heart, she sighed again. "Lord, if he's not okay, please make him okay."
It's already three years but she doesn't know why she just can't stop herself from wishing him well, praying for him, over and over again.
A bittersweet smile flashed on her lips as she remembered that he was her first clash who had crushed and impacted her so deeply that even after days and years, she still hadn't forgotten about him.
She sighed.
Will she be able to meet him again?
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Clash Into Clasp
General FictionIt all began with a clash. That is when they collided, it is when the spark began. A story of faith, forgiveness, and love that might clash or clasp your heart. ♥️
