preface

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I felt my hands and feet trembling,
out of fear. My usually neatly tied red locks were disheveled today, and my forest green eyes were wide with terror.

I was standing on the rooftop of the tallest building in the city, gazing down into the darkness of the night at 3:00 a.m. There were no cars on the road, but there was an eerie silence, a silence that only heightened my fear.

Turning my gaze towards the sky, it was clear tonight, with stars shining brighter than usual. The brightest star caught my attention, almost as if the weather itself was mocking me. The cold breeze made me shiver, reminding me of a scenario I had imagined, sweat trickling down my neck from fear.

I've always imagined how I would meet my end. In my imagination, I was in a beautiful garden, afflicted by some strange illness, held in the arms of my lover, and as I looked into their eyes, I would release my soul. But reality was different. I never imagined I would jump from a tall building, my head splitting open on impact, blood gushing out, drowning in a pool of blood.

I felt like I was trapped in a spider's web, its white silk choking me. I continued to stare at the shining star, lost in my thoughts.

Suddenly, I felt a presence beside me, a feeling rather than a sensation. I turned to see piercing blue eyes, contrasting with my forest green ones. As if my love had absorbed all my fears. How wonderful it would be to die with someone who loves you like you do. I know if I hadn't read that book, none of this would have happened, but it feels like the book was written just for me. But I have no regrets.

I continued to gaze into his eyes, as if we had decided through our eyes to embrace death and move towards our final destiny together.

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