It's already 8 in the morning, and I'm late for work. I turned the alarm on snooze for the nth time and I could hear my mom calling out my name from the kitchen. If I wouldn't get up, she'd be opening my door any minute by now.
I was actually wide awake. But I didn't feel like waking up.
I mean, what for now?
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After 'us'
Short StoryWhen we love, we tend to give everything for the relationship. We exert our time and invest on emotions - giving 'all of us' in the process. So we won't have any regrets and the relationship would lasts for long. But as the saying goes, good things...
