"Congrats" Was the last word I heard from him.Not even a goodbye.And this word now hurts, too much, for it just to be a word for happy moments. It was like a salt, rubbing on my wounds of misery. What was it? A remark of the wounds I have got from his departure? And was it ever in the hell anything, but 'happy' ? ♡-------------------------- Maybe he was right, maybe, when he told I would forget him and loose feelings for him eventually. But a sound came from the corner of my heart, which is always the exact opposite of mine, or maybe the ever so buried thoughts of mine? It said, "How I wish, it wasn't! " Cause he was just so perfect, for someone to ever not love him! ♡-------------- This story is completely work of fiction. Any resemblance in real life is a mere coincidence. The names, people, places used in the story do not have any connection in real life. ♡______________ Beautiful cover and banner by @sugararmy07Tous Droits Réservés
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