When Lizzy found a note (directed to her) outside after closing up the diner, she lives a year figuring out who the note was from.
This story is probs stupid and super lame soo
update: i'm sorry but most likely i'm not gonna be updating this story a...
I told marina everything. Even about the letter. "Woah! It looks like you have a stalker on your hands." Marina said with her welsh accent. "Yeah, its pretty weird." I told her. "So....what about you?" I asked her. She took a moment. "What" "What did I miss in your life?" "Well I ummm....nothing really happened. My sister left to be a doctor,, Mum and dad divorced, and Left the house to me. Dated a few guys and all relationships fail. And now, I live with my solitary soul in this boring house." We sat in silence for awhile. "So nothing happened at all?" I asked her. I had to break the silence. "Well..." She hesitated. "..Yes, but I don't like talking about it." She admitted. "Talking about it takes me to a world I never want to go back to." Marina explained, she looked at the window trying to hide her frown. Whatever Marina went through must have hurt her bad. I caressed her hand "If you don't want to talk about it it's okay, as long as you're comfortable." I told her. I saw a smile sneak upon her face. I felt warm inside knowing I made her feel at least a little bit better. "Let's go out tonight!" Marina exclaimed. "And do what?" I giggled. "Anything to get me away from this boring house!"
okay ppl, I'm sorry about not updating this story but I've been so busy with school and reading these amazing Larina fanfics you guys write. That what inspired me to make these chapters ! <3
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