her holiday lasted for months.
almost a year.
she became a ghost.
sometimes i would catch a whiff of her distinctive scent when walking along the street and it would take me back to that night which i treasured above everything else.
other times my eyes tricked me into thinking that i saw her green eyes staring at me.
but it was never her.
until one night, it was.
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room 93 ; lrh
Fanfictiein which the boy across the hall has an infatuation for the damaging girl in room 93 all rights reserved @museirwin 2016
