how long had it been? two weeks? more? however, it had felt like forever. would she recognise him?
of course, idiot, he thought but whipped his hands on his shirt anyway because of the sweat. he was not nervous because he really thought she would not recognise him, but because he wondered if she would look at him the same way she used to.
she wouldn't.
no, she would not, he thought and smiled.
YOU ARE READING
i would
Teen Fiction❝the shadows are hunting me; taking away the pain inside but causing me even more than before❞ And then he told her the story about how the sun loved the moon so much that he died every night to let her breathe
