Malibu Beach, 3:30 am
I'm letting her go.
I am I really am, I'm done. I can't live like this anymore.
Actually I could, I really could. I could mourn Mani for the rest of my life. I could cry myself to sleep every night, visit her grave every day, eat her favourite food and then throw up, watch her favourite movies and then down a Smirnoff, I could do all that over and over again until I die.
Until I'm with the only person I live for, lived for.
But it won't bring her back.
I don't even know how long it takes to even die like that. I can't live knowing that I was letting her down in her death too.
So I'm gonna finally say it.
Normani Kordei, the love of my life. My best friend, my girlfriend is dead.
And I'm going to be okay.
"Ten, nine.." I started counting down again, walking into the high tides, hoping for a different view when I get to one.
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Nine Days And A Goodbye [Norminah AU]
Художественная прозаA collection of diary entries that were written in times of peril, anguish and misery. The following collection of letters were never sent and are the only clues to the detrimental life of Dinah Jane after Normani Kordei's death and the days leading...