She write stories, but can't write her own. Ironic isn't it?
How can someone end another story but can't end her own?
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"You're not a writer."
She is Halsey, suffering from Paracusia where she's been haunted by the man he made out of her mind. She was once in love by the thought of Dalton, whom now hates her.
"I wish I'm not."
I breathe my dreams into words in the sense that anyone who reads will understand. I create my world through these books that will live when I die. She thought.
"I made a mistake for admiring you so much my Queen, I offered myself to death." Dalton whispered, partly mad, and hurt.
"I bring pain to those who found love in my world. After everything I introduce them to their ending; which probably what makes you hate me." Halsey replied.
"If I could only do more than just hating you."
"What can I do to make you forgive me?"
"Find me, love me, give me everything you have, and like what you've written on my story, end it, lose. So you could feel the pain you brought when you ended mine."
