Ever since Nora had seen Oscar die in front of her eyes, she was at mercy of her grief. The vivid memories of him made her want to act animalistic; she wanted to scream like she was a howling wolf on a full moon. She wanted the world to hear how much it hurt. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵. Not because she wanted to, but because he had asked her to. He had wanted her to grief in silence, and so she did. For the first few days. Soon her screams were heard. They were heard in the City Cinema, a place where Nora and Oscar used to spend most of their days. 𝘏𝘦 heard them but soon she realised he wasn't the only one. 𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦, 𝘴𝘦𝘹𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘩𝘪𝘤 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘴. © 2019 Ideario | All Rights Reserved
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