Prologue

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"No matter how many miles apart", she started.
"No matter how many centuries we fail to communicate or meet", I continued.
"We must open our minds, and still love each other." He smiled at me.
I blushed.
I held hands with the both of them and said " Yes we will and forever we will stay strong".
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"Be strong bestie, I'll miss you"


"I'll miss you too". 


"Oliver, take care of my bestie. If you break her heart, I'll break your face".

"Ooooooohh!" I started crying.

 

"Don't cry bestie. I'm still here! Oh my! How can I ever survive 10 years there if I know you're crying like that. "


"I-I--I c-c-can't help it. I'll really miss you". I stuttered.


"So will I bestie. So will I", as she patted my head. 


I wailed, sobbed in her shoulder for hours. I wanna stay in that position for hours. Knowing she'll be there to comfort me. Knowing she'll never leave me. But no. I'm not selfish. Her whole family is there. After 8 years of being bestfriends, she'll finally live completely with her family. While I'll be stuck here, with no one. No one at all. Well, there's Oliver though. But we're only going out for a month. And there's no assurance that he'll never leave me. 

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"This is it Dine. Goodbye", she said gloomily. And pulled her baggage.

I just stood there, and holding Oliver's hand. I still can't accept the fact, that the day already came. The day she will leave me.  I turned around. Holding back my tears. I let go of Oliver's hand and cried on his shoulder. His strong manly scent and sweet words comforted me. Yet, I know. I know. Things we'll never be the same again.


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