You were asleep. Sitting on the closed toilet lid.
Leaning on the side of the wall.
The dark eye circles and sunken eyes didn't go unnoticed.
You were starting to get thinner.
I checked for your hands, arms everywhere.
I was relief you haven't done that.
I climbed over to your cubicle.
Don't ask me how I did that.
I got to you and despite the noises I made, trying to reach you,
You were sleeping like an angel.
***Do note that when I published a chapter, I published a few in one go :) because it's going to be a long story.
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The Girl who wears Sweater
Historia Corta"One of the hardest parts of life is deciding whether to walk away or try harder." ------------------------------------------------ Story of a sad & lonely girl and a curious boy. ***trigger warning
