The white tulip laid between her fingers, the same one he had given her the night before he left for good.
Pain gripped her chest, making every breath an agony.
Her mother had told her that time would heal, but she no longer believed those lies. Her beloved had been torn from her, murdered without justice, and his absence was a void that nothing would ever fill.
She looked up at the sky and felt his presence close to her.
She no longer had the strength to wait.
She no longer wanted to.
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Like a shore of lights, in a dark night
Historia Corta[Writober 2024 | pumpFLOWER] 31 stories for 31 characters, in a journey of thoughts, memories and events from the world of "Rotes Band" and "Tamashii no Teien". "Life is made up of days that mean nothing and moments that mean everything." (Anonymous...
