Chapter 1

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I remember the day I met her.I was abroad and I was interested in her lips, which were inviting. I complimented her on them and that sparked a conversation. She saw that i liked to write and also that i was interested in photography she said she loved my feed and how aesthetic it was, she wasn't the first person to do that but when she did, it was different from the rest. Maybe I was catching feelings.I couldn't do that tho much less tell her? Lol she had a boyfriend so me saying that wouldn't even make sense and If you had told me two months later that she would like me back I would've laughed in your face.
Two months later my mother is preparing for the wedding she planned, rushing down to the north coast almost everyday to see that things are in order and that everything will be somewhat perfect. The reason she got all twisted up into this wedding is because the grooms parents are our good friends so it was somewhat a favor granted by my mother. Anyway i was brought aboard to be the "amateur photographer", i didn't mind because i was doing something that i loved a lot .

She touched me, and i loved it. It was poisonous, and i loved poison. I should have seen that she was like me and it wouldn't have worked but i ignored it for a grasp of happiness which obviously didn't last long. Thats funny really, how we will do anything for a shot of happiness, even if it means destroying us more than we already are. To be frank with you,I never planned to dive into my feelings like how i did with her, she was just so fucking hard to resist.

The events building up to the wedding were truly interesting and i could have never predicted what would've happened, the plans i would've made or the emotions that i would've felt, things i don't feel anymore.

Humor me.

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