She was denied of love. Love payed no visit. Love had hesitated to flood throughout her body like other girls had.
What happened to that love if it wasn't kept in a locket like most girls had?
It was there.
But no one cared to free it. Let it out. The truth stayed a lie for now, no one would even talk to her.
No one asked.
No one dared.
No one cared.
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Short StoryI should've treasured love while I had it. ▬▬▬ Cover Art: Me ▬▬▬ Cinta is Love in Malay
