It was inevitable to fall in love with someone whom you grew up with because you basically have a connection with him and you know him best among others. He has always been a part of my life because of how close-knitted our families are and half of my life, I always knew to myself that he's the one for me. But what I never anticipated was the fact that all along my feelings were never reciprocated, instead all I got was a cold and harsh treatment from him. He never saw me as anything but the annoying girl that he was forced to grew up with.... What am I supposed to do when my first love finally found a girl he wanted to love for all of eternity? Will I always stand by the sidelines and watch them fall in love while doing nothing? How will I ever accept the fact that I'm not that little girl who would chase Zyron Valiente to the ends of the world anymore?All Rights Reserved
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