Random or Sad Stuff

Part 70

(Another story thing...)

She was crying. What was I supposed to do? At that moment, I knew that I was in love with her. She was miserable because of me and others. I realized I needed to face her problems. She needed help. Before she ended it. All of it.

I reached over the table and hugged her. "I promise I won't ever let you go," I whispered. "That's too late," she sobbed,