Have you ever imagined that one day the voices inside your head were fighting, your imaginary friend was running with a scissor in its hand, and at one point one of your personalities wandered off for the reason that somehow you had just proposed to...
[T/N: I have an overstatement allusion that this chapter will be one of the many chapters that y'all are going to favor. Nothing could go wrong with a little drama mixed with a S***. Anyway, wash your hands before y'all try to comment. Love you, my babies~ *wink]
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"Please... Please don't go..."
Words hardly managed to break out as the sobs I was holding in choked my voice back. I was begging, as I held tightly the lapel of Lisa's black leather jacket. Sighing, she gently held my face and lightly caressed my damp cheek with her thumb.
"And why should I?"
There was something in that utterance, a pain behind it. Lisa watched. She watched sorrowfully my never-ending tears residing through my already swollen eyes.
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