6 pm hometown time
12 am Cologne time
The air is heavy. I can't breathe.
My head is reeling with your last words.
We were talking, but we weren't talking, and now my phone is in pieces on the floor.
One time
Did I throw you into another man's arms?
YOU ARE READING
To you ✔
Short Story*[COMPLETE]* To you who stole my heart Everyone has a story to tell. That's an understatement. Everyone has STORIES to tell. Let me tell you mine.
