Despite her struggle.
Despite his tragedy.
Despite her aching heart.
Despite his absent presence.
A small still voice in her soul was longing to be healed.
She decided to listen to that voice.
Although it was extremely tough for her not to think about him, she tried and tried not to do so.
With the help of her friend, Venus, she regained her conscience.
Her world was no longer surrounded by his death but by the beautiful memories they had together.
His death no longer held her in the chains that once held him.
Through the pain and suffering.
Her heart was moulded to cherish the ones still alive.
To help others not make the choice he made.
The choice he made was made.
The choice she made was made
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Short Story''you're fat,'' they say Completed and Edited. Hope yall enjoy it even though my writing is bad😓
