"We're done" blares on the screen. His last text was sent two days ago. A whole forty-eight hours, and to be honest, she doesn't know what to do next.
Authors note:
my first wattpad story aka the first story I've ever published.
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How to Survive Without Washing your Hair and Eventually, Without Him
Short Story"We're done" blares on the screen. His last text was sent two days ago. A whole forty-eight hours, and to be honest, she doesn't know what to do next.
