"You are in love with him"
"No he is just a good friend"
"You got jealous when you saw him with his colleague"
"No I wasn't"
"Believe it or not but you love him. You never stop talking about him"
"I love you." Three words, one journey of a lifetime. 5 a.m. Coughing up blood. Hospital room. "We can survive this!" And then everything, somehow, manages to 🆂 🅷 🅰 🆃 🆃 🅴 🆁.
Remind me not to fall in love again.
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~short story~