and what he said made her quiet.
and then she laughed.
he had said it. he was the one who mumbled out a 'sorry' when she hit the wall on her first day at the library.
"i hate y-you." she said in between her contagious laugh.
though she meant the exact opposite.
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Short Story• • • about a girl who thought of love in many other ways except in the one way she actually received it • • • disclaimer: fast-paced and cliché and amateur. try it yourself tho 🌝
