Be Mine
it sounded so unreal, so farfetched.
She turned around and resumed walking away.
Sayya, Sayya please.
His voice failed to come out, it seemed to be locked away, locked far, far away, he wished against all odds that it'd break free and she'd hear him, maybe, just maybe she'd stop. He watched her walk away, she walked out of the house they had made their home, she walked out on him, walked away from everything they ever held dear.
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