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VIOLA ANONYMOUS
VIOLA SIGHS AS SHE'S pulled out of her deep sleep, rubbing her eyes clear and stretching her neck. She almost immediately reaches under the pillow and pulls out her phone, sliding the lock screen and smiling as she opens her messages.
the sun shines really god damn bright whenever i think of you and even though you don't know who i am, i hope the sun shines bright because you're thinking of me too.
[7:12am]The corners of Viola's lips twitch as she reads over the message one or two or three more times. Her heart swells as she feels this newfound warmth in her chest, a sensation she's struggled to allow herself to feel in the past. With all his silly words and complimenting manner, Viola wants nothing more than to believe every text that pours through her phone anonymously.
But she swears she'll try.
YOU ARE READING
Hi, Beautiful ✓
Historia Corta𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥. You either start as strangers, stay as strangers or leave as strangers. [i first wrote this when i was 15 and edited it at 18 to be mildly less cringey. cut me some slack. enjoy the ride] © 2018 by jules.