POV: Delilah ( Istanbul, Turkey)
We ran all night. Running is exhilarating. I can't believe we're doing this. I love him.
I truly loved him. I could do this forever. Hands entwined, stealing occasional glances and of coarse the little comforting words of encouragement. I turned to look
around and I seen a familiar truck.
I did the worst thing I could do.
I stood frozen.
YOU ARE READING
The Plaid Love
Short StoryWhy is it hard to find 'the one'? Once you do, your life is completely changed. What are the chances of ever seeing them again? No one knows and that's the hard part.
