BREATHE [LWT]

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louis has a journal.

plain black, worn leather. edges were picked at, pages were raggedy from water, coffee, and tea stains. ink smudges filled some pages.

the other pages were filled with pointless but meaningful doodles, angry or sad rants, letters, and sometimes, lovely poetry.

a few pages were skipped. it marks the new beginning for a chapter of heartbreak. aiko was the girl. she became the journal. feelings flooded the pages as his pen assaulted them.

he wrote feverishly, tears blurring his vision. but he could see enough.

to others, it may be a diary. but to him, it was much more.

he just needed a moment to breathe.

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hola! i hope you love it!!

this is my first book with zero dialogue whatsoever so i hope this isn't disappointing.

all the love,
jo