Owned By The Devil Himself
She was nothing, so why did her heart feel like it was breaking?
Her thoughts swirled, each one worse than the last, and she found herself walking away, leaving the building in a daze. She didn’t know where she was going, her legs carried her to a place she didn’t even know existed. A small garden tucked away behind the mansion, surrounded by lush, vibrant flowers. It was quiet here, peaceful in a way that felt like a distant dream.
She sat down on the stone bench, the coolness of the stone contrasting with the fire burning in her chest. Her heart cracked with every breath, and despite her best efforts, tears threatened to spill over. She had to hold them back, she couldn’t break.
Sikat na Kabanata