I was lead into a bedroom with white walls, and a small bed in the corner.
I do not belong here.
The lady gave me basic clothing; jeans and a black shirt.
I already miss him.
I did not fit in here, yet this is supposedly where I belong.
I don't belong here, I belong with him.
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please dont forget me. [book 2] ✅
Fanfiction[book 2] It's odd how one act can lead to countless others. One small "hello" or "goodbye" can change people's lives. These seem to be the things you think about while you sit in a hospital bed, waiting to see someone you have been separated from. Y...