______________________________________________ (Warning: ) •This story contains both (mostly) Frans and Soriel •Self harm •Blood •Depression ____________________________________________ Drip. Drip. Teardrops falling to the ground. From a girl, who lost her only love, to her own mother, Toriel. A confession to a heart that's broken. Why is love so cruel? Why is he so cruel? Why do I love h i m? No one really knows the answer. But all she could ever think is how dumb she was to ever think of being something more to a close friend of hers, putting her own mother's happiness at edge. How s e l f i s h . _______________________________________________ Characters in this story do not belong to me, they belong to Toby Fox.All Rights Reserved