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Tears Spilled

Sunny's point of view

I'm lying here in bed with my very best friend, and she means so much to me. Did I make a mistake? These thoughts keep swirling in my mind, but deep down, I know that what we have is special. Our bond goes beyond romance. My nose is stuffy. I hate this feeling, but I’m with Layla, and that makes me happy. She's always been there for me, through thick and thin. I do, however, despise her at times. After the car accident, I was left with scars, and she doesn't have a scratch on her. It's not fair, and I can't help but feel a pang of resentment toward her. But then, I remember the countless nights she spent by my side in the hospital, holding my hand and reassuring me that everything would be okay. She is my rock, my pillar of strength, and my biggest cheerleader. I just love her.

Sunny squeezes Layla tight:

She smells so good, like coconut sunblock. Mmmm!

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Sunny then starts thinking about her father and how she
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