[Completed] "Sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together." A short story of how two brokenhearted people found each other. 2018

ta wayi gari ne da hayhuwar yaron daba tasan wanene ubanshi ba, kwatakwata kwatakwata bata iya tuna ryuwar da tayi abaya, tirkashi littafin wacece ita littafine daya kunshi soyayya, rudani, tashin hankali dakuma tausayi, kubiyoni dan jin wannan kayataccen labari.

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "Colin? I feel so awful lying to you so I have to tell you what happened..today," Frankie blurted out, nervously cracking her knuckles as she stared at her boyfriend from one side of the living room. Colin's bright blue eyes danced. "What is it, sweetheart?" "I...I bumped into my ex-husband in the elevator today." "And?" Frankie exhaled. "And we had sex. In the elevator." There was an interminable silence before Colin smiled. "We'll work through this, honey. Don't worry." "Work through this?" she spluttered in disbelief. "How? How can we, when all I want is for him to do it again? And again, and again, and again, and..." She trailed off, sighing. It pained her to see Colin's hurt expression, but then again, it pained her to know that Konstantin had made her climax in that elevator more times than Colin had in their whole relationship... *cover by @hartlings*