Her Name was Meverlin

Her Name was Meverlin

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I walk through the cold rain shivering until my red lips where blue. a strong wind blow against my pale skin making me regret my decisions of not wearing a jacket but i knew it didn’t matter; i am doing the right thing. A warm substance ran down my cheek, I reached my hand up to my cheek touching the warm water. i was crying. I continued to walk trying to get as far away as possible, i h-have to go, i need to let him go. I kept repeating those harsh words in my head making it sound like the rain hitting the stony side walk..... Read more if you want to find out more! ~Nyasia
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Mute love

You are angry I know, I know I was wrong, I did wrong, if you are mad then hit me, slap me, punch me, hurt me physically, I would bear that, but don't go away from me, it's hurting me internally. " I parted my lips with an exhale, why is he doing this? No one ever said that to me. Not even my so-called fiance. He showed me my mistakes when I was mad but look at this man. " Do you want me to beg?? " I stepped back when his knees touched the ground " I am on my knees " He held both of his ears with between his thumb and index finger of both of his hands. " I am begging you, please " I kept on staring at him and tears gathered in my eyes. He doesn't need to do such things for me, he shouldn't care, he shouldn't give a shit if I am angry. Because even if he gained my forgiveness, it doesn't mean anything , I can't go back to him , why should I? " Why are you staring at me, please say something , Anshika?? " I stepped back, one two three... ... . . After three steps I turned around to run, I can't find a better option at this point, but I could not, when I felt a steel grip on my wrist " Please stop it!! " this is love story of mute girl and heart broken cold man who used to be the sweetest person once

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