Okay, so let me tell you why Renae kept her distance from Marcus since eleventh grade.
As said in one of the previous chapter, Marcus became the popular guy.
He was swarmed up by all the youngsters one could find (sometimes, I wonder just how popular he was).
Okay, Marcus was cute.
He was tall, maybe five eleven or so.
He knew how to cook too, I'll give a plus point for that. He was fair and many girls longed for his complex and skin.
If that's what made him popular, damn those shallow people, unless they knew how good he was as a person too.
He had too many friends and those friends kept visiting over to his place every day. Yep, every single day.
Now just how could Renae, a girl who barely had friends go over and could have talked?
Marcus never invited her over and that poor girl was left out. She felt unwanted and an annoyance.
So that happened and after that, college came and both of them left home for college or that was what Renae thought.
Marcus was at home. He held himself back for a year though he got a scholarship at one of the top engineering colleges in the state. He wasn't suppose to be an engineer that was his thought.
Marcus went back to gaming but this time he was alone. His brothers had jobs in different cities by then and his friends were somewhere far away in the state pursuing and making their careers.
Renae was about doing the same.
She kept quiet about her anxieties and doubts. Her pain and everything. She just shut downed on herself from who she was and continued her on with college.
She lost her life support, her living diary.
Marcus lost his pen that wrote on him, his way of living made no sense at all. Back then he was at least living since he knew it very well that someone's existence depended on him. He was worried and at times looked at the stars in the night sky that Renae loved dearly.
Whenever he saw a shooting star this was what he said,
"Renae did you see that? At least we are under the same sky protected by the God you trust in so much. Do you still wish upon those falling stars like you used to?"
Renae never saw that sky. Her whole life in college was spent within the four walls of her room. She didn't care, at times her roommate would call her just to show her the stars in the sky that rarely appeared and she would stare at them all night long with a sigh.
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