Writing is just as a hobby here. I\'m not good in this, I just go with it. I hope you will enjoy the books and even for a while if it helps you silenting your world I\'m grateful ^^
No matter how you try to accept the truth, it always hurts as if you were not prepared for it. People grief about how someone they knew dies but never cared about their soul which cried to be free. But he..
He was all she fantasised about. All she could dream. She wanted to know what hid behind those beautiful grey eyes.. She wanted to become his place of comfort, a warm home which she never had