December 24th. The snow had taken the shape of the roofs it had fallen over. The weather was chilly but my living room was warm, thanks to the heater.
"Sorry."
Just one word sent from his LINE account.
It could mean a lot of things.
This time of the year is quite chilly in my country. Many fun festivals are about to begin here, and I hope we get to do all the fun things we do every year. It's scary to let go of habits.
This time of the year is quite chilly in my country. Many fun festivals are about to begin here, and I hope we get to do all the fun things we do every year. It's scary to let go of habits.
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| Genre | PsychologicalRomanceSlice of LifeSupernaturalTragedy |
| Updated | Oct 13, 2023 |
| Chapters | 1 |
| Writing Status | Finished |
| Word Count | 1,191 |
