Chapter 13: Deception

I am in love just with the deception you have created between us.

~Arlet~

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Roses are red. Violets are blue. There is only one life I want to spend with you. Carrying this card I made on valentine’s day. I rode my bike to get close to the high school to give it to him. But I couldn’t advance on the street; my feet jammed even if I practiced in front of the mirror a thousand times. Call it my nervousness or the fear of rejection, but I never gave my first letter to him.

I stood there when he and his friends crossed the street and walked past me. I called his name, but no one heard me.

Ruben...

Ruben... and someone pushed me from my bike, and I fell.

My eyes upsurged, and the bright light falling on my cornea made them shut again. With caution, my eyes adjusted to the light coming from the window.

It was a dream.

I sat in a sitting posture against the headboard and conceded I was in my room, but how did I land here when the last scene I remember was not the same?

“You are awak