Bittersweet

Bittersweet

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Everyone makes choices. Some are hard, some are as simple as choosing what you want to eat for breakfast. I wish I could make my desicions that fast. Sadly I can't. Mine depend on my life, future and my loved one. You don't want to lose them. You try to stretch time as much as possible, but you don't get that much time. Who does this right. Well, let's just say we only know his voice. I never tought a normal school day would end in a room with 30 people, metal beds and the sound of an old, raspy voice. Only one rule. Choose or die. Simple, right?
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"It's too much to remember everything and everyone, all pain and hurt is killing me day by day little by little. I wish I could remove all the pain and move on in my life. I wish I could find an eraser or Better a delete button, so that I could start from beginning, without any misery or pain." ......................................................................................... "Hey Eva, you know you can trust me, right? " He asked me again cupping my cheeks, I can't let him continue this. It had to stop now or it would be too late. I can't risk everyone's life specially his. If hurting him means, him being alive then I would do it without thinking. Again and again. "Eva are you even listening to me?" Noah asked moving his face closer. From this close I can even see the scar which he told me about, its just below the border line of his hair, it can be easily conceal but from this close its more real. His eyes, they are magical. I would love to look at them all the time and never get tired of looking at in them. No, I cannot do this to him, I can't be selfish, I have to do something this time. "No" I answer and walked away from him. .............................................................

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