Baby Honey [ *granevere *] mlbb fanfic
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  • Reads 6,582
  • Votes 274
  • Parts 34
  • Time 52m
Ongoing, First published Nov 08, 2020
"don't make me choose, please!"

Guinevere was confused. wether to choose her childhood love or the new one which she started to develop a new feelings for her friend gusion. 

"I can't choose. please don't make me do that!"
tears started to fall down from her eyes. she was on her knees, hopeless. 

"I know, it is difficult for you to choose both of us but, I'll make assured you won't face that problem again" granger kept his hands to comfort her. 
he was looking sad and dismay.  what is the meaning of his words?

***********

"gusion,where is he?  why did he...tell me,  gusion where is granger?"

gusion looks tired and sad his eyes was teary and he looks pale. 

"gusion, what happened?  I can sense something 's wrong"

he took her soft hands and caressed them. trying to comfort her. 
"Guinevere,  there is a thing I wanted to tell you"

"what, what is it gusion? 

"granger... he... he.. 

"granger, what?"

"he's no more"
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