the arguments continued since then, until both of us were more used to fighting than not. i knew i was always at fault. i knew it was always me. i knew she never did anything wrong and that i was just being a fucking asshole everytime she couldn't give me the time i was asking. but everytime we fight, it always comes down to her apologizing. i knew i was always hurting her, but i always end up hurting too as she apologizes.
it always comes down to her crying. and what hurts me the most is how she looks at me with her eyes like she was blaming herself too. and then i always end up hating myself even more at the fact that she never threw me back the harshest words i said to her. when deep down inside, i wanted her to hurt me too. i wanted her to talk back and tell me what she hates about me, for her to tell me everything that's weighing her down.
i realized, the fights were futile. especially now that she was starting to let go, just as i was expecting her to.//
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2. white rose 》jeongmi
Short StoryThis is a sequel. Please do not read without reading the first part of the story. First Part is titled "Black Swan".
