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Her ears rang as she walked away, this time it had felt worse than when she had done the same at fourteen. Every time she closed her eyes, his pained face appeared. She hated that was her last impression of him, the last image. The golden boy had lost his shine, his bright blond hair dull and his blue eyes that shone so brightly it almost blinded her were grey and upset. She never wanted it that way. They were supposed to go through life together, achieve new highs together, make up for their lost time. How did it end like this? Like a cold glass bottle exposed to heat?
He knew her better than that, he knew her stubbornness. Yet here they were as mere strangers again. An action that couldn't be forgiven. She had always thought Erling would prove her wrong when she said that they were a loveless generation, a generation fucking with each other's heads. She knew she needed to let go of the little things that clung to the hope that Erling would sweep her off her feet like he had done previously but sometimes it is easier to admit that the love they had was never meant to be.
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hard feelings - an erling haaland story
Fanfiction"the whole world knows, but you." "bet you wanna rip my heart out." communication had never been their strong suit but neither of them had expected this outcome but what is there to expect from a generation that found a rush from fucking with their...
