Tapi Bukan Aku Novels & Stories

By me. But not by him.

Not anyone. Only me.

"I'm not doing this." * * *

I try to. I am an animal. I am not Mara.

Everyone must be afraid of death, there are only those who are ready whenever they will die. "Wait!" I suddenly spoke, while looking at Joshua. I admit defeat this time, and am a little annoyed that Joshua still doesn't put the thing down. As if waiting for the continuation of what I just said. “I—I don't know anything, why do you even want to do this to me?” Shit, this time I really bragged incorrectly.

He never liked me and it was only me that was crazy in love with him. My friends are not even mine. It was all an act, an illusion. Which I led myself to believe. Not anymore. I took a deep breath to stop the coming tears. I could not cry a single tear on such a mean person. “ He is an asshole.” a voice said from behind me and I panicked. The owner of the voice was Tristan Erickson. His family is new in town but fairly well known. We don’t run in the same circles but we worked together on one project he is fairly nice.

"But you're not my mother." ***

I am not finished. Not yet.

“I'm not Eliora.” ⚘ little ⊹ lies ··································································································································