prologue

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February 4, 2016

That was the day I lost her. I lost the love of my life. I lost my first girlfriend, my first kiss and my first love.

It was the day I wanted to erase in my mind. But how can I? When it's already etched deep within my memory.

What happened, you ask. But my question is, why did it happen? Why her? Why not me instead?

She's done nothing but kindness to others yet she still lost. She lost to the impact of a running wheel.

Everytime I open my eyes, I see her.

I see her on a stretcher being rushed to the ambulance. I see her weak and fragile body on the hospital bed as the machine turned into a straight line. I see her inside the coffin being dragged down under the ground.

I see her in my dreams everyday. A dream I wish I can just stay in forever.

But reality continued hitting me as I wake up in the morning without a hint of her scent lingering beside me.

Huang Yuzhu, why did you leave so soon?

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