Her frail hands swept against the old photographs, the soft cupid bows slightly flattened. The memories flashed like a movie yet the gaze the girl held was icy. Cold and distant.
"Sometimes things wouldn't go like how you said." the soft voice broke the creepy silence.
The flattened cupid bows trembled against another silence.
"You betrayed me, all over again. Unconsciously." the voice filled with angst-filled the dark and old room.
Slowly, the flattened cupid bows turned into a painful sneer.
"You're toxic, who said that you wouldn't go back to the one who broke you." a soft snort escaped from the parted painful sneer. "Toxic person who goes back to another toxic person. Such a shame. And you already lost me from that."
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Escapism
RandomWhere things has gone wrong. Her thoughts. Her nightmares. Her downfalls. Her words.
