"Is this our end?" he asked.
"I never meant this to end," she replied. "But while I love you, after all what happened, we will never be the same again. It will just make me anxious, and it will break me."
"I won't do it again."
"I believed you . . . you and your words. And that's where I went wrong. I'm not doing it again."
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Tales of a Girl
Short StoryAt night, she pulls her blanket to herself, takes her pen, and remembers every detail in her life. She had a lot to write about her regrets of the past, her doubts of the present, and her worries for her future. She did not want to think, but she st...
