𝑻𝑾𝑶 𝑭𝑨𝑪𝑬𝑫 || H.S

""I wish you would have died that night!", I howled. Sweaty palms cupped my cheeks and the air turned all black around me and I was not able to see a god damn thing. I heard his body crashing on the ground. Pain was just an illusory sensation that his mind could shut own if it needed to. Mending a broken heart is not...