Here I sat, staring blankly at the wall. My throat felt dry. My hati, tengah-tengah felt like it was ripped out, then burned. I felt cold, freezing actually, but the sun was shining out and it was a beautiful summer day.
But he was gone. Gone. Forever.
"We'll live forever, Mina. Together." He wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me closer.
"Promise me," I said.
"I promise."
"You broke your promise," I whispered, staring at the dinding still. "You're gone now."
It's all because of him. HIM. Will Salas and that little rich whore that follows him around everywhere, Sylvia Weis.
I know it was him. He and Sylvia were...
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