Someone once said, 'A muse can be a mirror: a reflection of the artist's desires, anxieties, dreams, and needs'.
Right now, I was his muse. I was his desire. I was his anxiety. I was his dream. I was his need.
I was his love.
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I am so glad to see you guys here giving this story a chance. I just want everyone to know that this will go through a hideous edit starting from September 1, 2017. Lots of events, dialogues and thoughts will be changed. Even chapters can change too. Characters are having a drastic makeover. The entire story was completed before but has been unpublished because the old version and new version seem to confuse the readers. That's why I will update only the new version from now on.
Thank you. Hope you enjoy.
Also, if you're interested, I have started a new blog on Instagram called @literallyliterature. Follow me there to get updated. I post my updating schedule there and also many aesthetics, quotes and photos.
Happy reading!
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