Dear stranger,
I let Allan read it.
He looked extremely conflicted. When he was finished reading, he looked back up to me. I shrugged.
"It is what it is."
He sighed, and brought me into a hug.
"I'm so sorry," He kept repeating to me.
I shook me head.
"I'm done with him. Done."
YOU ARE READING
Dear Boyfriend,
Short Story***COMPLETED*** A story of a girl who was once bullied, and writes letter to her boyfriend, but never sends them. Or does she?
