As The Chapters Went By *Short Story*
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"It's close to the end now."
"Don't leave."
"Please. I don't want to feel that pain again."
"The pages are running out, like sand in an hourglass."
"As the chapters went by, I couldn't help falling in love with you."
In which the main character falls in love with the reader.
Short Story.
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