The Girl Who Lived A Thousand Years | #Wattys2017 √

Chapter 8- Photograph

"We must love, not fall in love because everything that falls, breaks."

Important note at the end. Please read it xoxo😘

Music: Photograph-Ed Sheeran

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"I'm not gonna leave until you're done explaining this." He lifted his hand and it felt like my blood escaped my face, I'm sure I turned pale and I was frozen on the spot. .

He cleared his throat and I immediately regretted everything that have happened since I let him in this house.

He waved his hand in front of my face and I tried hard to hide my nervousness.

"That doesn't concern you." I said as my brain worked to find a good excuse for the situation in front of me.

"Hey, I was just asking." He said while raising both of his hands as a sign of surrender.

"Did I not tell you to not open the closet?!" I got angry of everything and I am experiencing a lot of emotions right now.

"I'm sorry, this isn't in the closet tho, it's under the bed."

"Who the hell checks what's under the bed?"

He scratched his head and looked like a little boy caught of eating something from the fridge at midnight by her mom.

He looked adorable.

"Oh well, that's uhm."

"What?" I raised my eyebrows and enjoyed looking at him being annoyed.

"Come on were talking about this not me " his face turned serious and I felt like having a nervous breakdown.

"Well, that is none of your business."

"It's just amazing! Did you paint this? Im sorry I just can't help but admire this painting."

"Yes I painted them, I loved painting ever since I was a kid."

"Me too! I'm into art, I'm not that good in painting but I love to collect paintings."

"Really that's great to hear."

"It's amazing that you kept this painting, the scene takes anyone back to the olden times."

"Yes, I feel like I belong in there."

"Oh! Ever since, I loved going to museums and it gives me this amazing feeling like I've been in these places before, like I belonged in that era and it feels like I've lived my life since the beginning of life "

God, what are you doing to me? What did I do to deserve this kind of destiny. He can feel it and he even remember a gist of some things, but he never remembered anything about me.

"Really?" I tried to sound curious but deep inside, I felt like being stabbed by a knife for the hundredth time.

"Yes and that's the reason why I studied biology, to learn about life and that's the reason why I believed in reincarnations, maybe I remember my memories from my past life. They say that if you remember something from your past life, these memories must be very special to you that even your soul can't let it go, just like the other memories do."