"Where are you?"
"There hasn't even been pebbles at my window all week."
"I keep finding myself looking out the window. Maybe I'm expecting you to be there. I don't know."
"Are you still mad that I'm not telling you anything?"
YOU ARE READING
Sincerely, Anonymous
RomanceAmira Summers gets a text from an unknown number who seems to have a goal to make her happy with herself. That, and some other motive.. Short story. DISCLAIMER: Contains self-harm, suggestions to suicide, and profanity. Read at your own discretion.
