"Hey, Elle. Do you know why your boyfriend stoically drank the poison?"
I just shrugged.
I left the classroom and went straight to the library.
As I'm scanning Deck's crazy selfies in my photo stream, I can't help but to smile.
What a flood of memories and some random flashbacks.
I seriously miss the old times even if he already left me here, hanging.
Today should be our 48th monthsary.. if only Deck didn't detonate his own bomb.
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Why Deck Killed Himself
Historia Corta❝everything he saw was black so he ran away to the dark paradise.❞ [language: english || very short chapters]
