I fell in love with her like in those damn fairy tales. I was passing by, and she was at the stop, in the rain… with a huge bear.
And that’s it. Gone. Sunk straight into love. Into lust. Into obsession.
But I let her go, not allowing anyone to touch a single hair on her head.
I knew—this little ball is too small for both of us.
And we’ll meet. Sooner or later.
And then hell will begin. Hers. Mine. Our shared one.
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