Historias de Shelove

"You can't do this Rene, I won't let you" "It's my choice Aevi, please don't take that away from me" "SHUT UP. Don't say that. It's.... it's... not your choice Rene" I couldn't hold it in anymore. Cold rivers of blood start flowing down my eyes, moistening my cheeks and burning their way down like hot metal. This is not how I wanted things to go. ~What is happening to me? Am I.... am i.. crying? Can that even.... Happen?~ My face becomes hot as the tears keep on flowing, even though all I feel is the chilling cold growing underneath my skin. I try to stop them. I try to .... to stop crying... it feels weird to even say it, but for the first time in my whole life I feel helpless. I feel useless. Even after being the most powerful soul in the world, I can't do anything to stop her. She doesn't eve- "It is." she comes closer to my face holding my hands and kisses my cheeks. As her lips touch my skin, the tears start blazing in the fire. My skin starts to lose its human form as it slowly turns into its charred, blackest self. The blood flowing through my eyes turn into lava and melts my skin down. I moved her face away from mine quickly and was about to tell her the consequences when I notice her face. An unfamiliar feeling rose inside me at the sight of it. "What have you done, Rene"

And all she says...⭐

this is my friend FOLLOW HER

Love was supposed to fade with time, but some memories refuse to loosen their grip. Just when healing felt possible, a familiar rhythm returned-an echo of a heartbeat once lost, beating again in a place you never expected. Suddenly, the past is no longer gone; it's breathing beside you, reminding you of everything you tried to forget. How do you move forward when the ghost of a love you buried finds a way back into your life? And when the truth arrives-soft, unexpected, devastating-you begin to wonder: Are you learning to love again... or simply listening to the echo of someone you never stopped loving? A story about grief, destiny, and the haunting way love survives even after goodbye.