The After Effect || short story series: book #1

2.5

It was just letting go and watching the blurs of colours and emotions blend into one, while an indescribable feeling coursed throughout- everything happening so fast, it was difficult to take in a breath; inexplicably, it became the most fresh air to breathe.

He knew the feeling.

At the time, his head was filled with thoughts that jumped on top of one another, each being eager to be the first one to come pouring out in front of him.

His mind was like this scrambled puzzle piece that she seemed to start piecing together so well in the midst of all the chaos, that he sort of just stepped back, and watched her solve what he couldn't.

Unknowingly doing the same for her.