It was then that she realized the simple fact that was looking her straight in the face. "It's a cycle. An unending circle of events that can't be broken," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. She felt her best friend's hand touch her back. "You have us." She thought about that for a moment before realizing th...
Elegance. Mystery. Power and strength. What more could one simple yet beautiful flower symbolize? A lie started this whole situation. A lie which only had one purpose. Revenge. Revenge for what, you ask? For breaking my best friend's heart. A little too much? Well, I'm not one to think before acting. How did I get h...