The following week, he was there again. Bryan. Completely oblivious to the surrounding, holding Marissa's hand.
Should I approach him? Or should I pretend Bryan and I don't know each other?
Either way, nothing can mend this broken heart of mine. Nothing can make me feel, better.
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And he blames God. (Completed)
Short StoryWhen she understood what was going on, it was too late.
