Come on, come on... open the door...
"Eric!"
"Oh my god, Hope? Is this really you? Damn girl, you look just like when I left, despite the fact that you are such a grown woman now, I am impressed!"
"You look quite good, might I add."
"Is Faith here?"
"Eric, Faith passed away a couple weeks ago..."
And so just did myself.
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Unheard Voicemails
Short StoryWhile Eric was packing bags, he found his old mobile phone, so he decided to take a look. There, he found some unheard voicemails and he decided to, finally, hear them. // I do not own the drawing of the cover, all credits to Laia Lopez. All Right...
