Why? She cried. She cried but this time, there was another soul inside. Not the one which was weeping; another, which was looking at that pathetic face of hers.
She tried talking. Everyone has good days, everybody has someone. Everybody has a happy ending. Why not me?
The tears froze in her eye. As the winds started to howl outside, something started to settle inside her.
Everybody has better days, and everyone has someone who help them keeping up straight. Everyone is enough for oneself, and everybody needs to wait for the happy ending. If you're not happy, then This. Is. Not. The. End.
the voice, inside herself, said, when she allowed it to.
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