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Dear Chace,
I'm starting to believe that you never really loved me. If you did then why would you leave me here alone to die? I am dying Chace. This depression is hard to deal with. So fucking hard.
I don't eat much. I keep hurting myself. I barely even sleep anymore. And I keep waking up in the middle of the night asking myself "What could I have done differently?"
Is love supposed to hurt this way, or are you just a fucking asshole?
Yours - V.
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Short Story❝Love exists but with an absence of eternity.❞ Sometimes, no matter how strong your love is, fate is stronger.