it all happened on that one fine day when you suddenly asked, "if, if. will you ever hate me?" and without hesitating, i answered with a simple no. the question was sudden, almost too sudden like mine. although i had doubted once, you were still a part of me ─ how could i ever?
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Parallel Lines | PJM
Short Story❝ parallel lines consist of two straight lines because both are opposites ─ one is supposed to be happy, and guess what happens to the other? never. ❞ c o m p l e t e d !
