IN TWENTY ONE DAYS
Amir whispered back, his head atop hers while his arms are wounded around her shoulder, resting right on her arm where he traces unknown patterns now and then.
"I don't think so, dude. I have been waiting for her to die, I was expecting that but then he had to die. His death took a toll on me right now, it touched me." She sniffed again, this movie got her like... She wished she never watched, she won't stop thinking about it now for so many days. That is how sad endings always make her head throb in bad thoughts.