70 years
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  • Parts 12
  • Time 2h 25m
  • Reads 435
  • Votes 47
  • Parts 12
  • Time 2h 25m
Ongoing, First published Aug 14, 2024
In the bustling halls of a new school, Abby and Ares navigate their complex friendship amidst the pressures of academic life. Abby, caught between her pact with her past love and her evolving dynamic with Ares, struggles with her emotions. Meanwhile, Ares, dealing with his own internal battles, remains distant, leaving questions and doubts filling their relationship.

As their interactions become a mix of playful banter and emotional revelations, both Abby and Ares face the challenge of understanding their true feelings for each other. Their journey through this emotional maze is filled with moments of vulnerability, confusion, and the realization that sometimes, love requires confronting the very fears we wish to avoid.

** 70 years** is a heartfelt exploration of friendship, love, and the complicated dance between them, seen through the eyes of two people who are more intertwined than they realize.
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The first in the Gone trilogy. ❝People change. Memories don't. ❞ I had that one person. That one person who would be my brightness in the dullest of days (trust me, there were a lot) just by gracing me with his presence. The frown that was permanently etched on my face would always seemingly dissipate into the happiness I felt when we'd meet up, running into his arms like he was my safe place. Everyone expected him to have someone, but no one thought it'd be me. No one wanted it to be me. Looking back on it now, it seemed like a typical love story. Him, the kind and gentle-hearted boy and I, the rude and cold-hearted girl. He wasn't kind, he wasn't gentle-hearted because if he was, then he wouldn't have left. Without a word. His lack of words towards me doesn't mean that I'm left speechless. In fact, I have a thousand words wanting to just slip off my tongue right this moment. Just because he's gone. [HIGHEST: #122 Short Story- 28/07/2015] Cover by my dear friend John. Editing finished in Feb 2016