Chiara
I wish I had listened to my inner thoughts. If I had, I wouldn't have seen him nor be reminded of him. Seeing him brought back memories I thought I had buried down my heart. For years, I've moved on or so I thought but it was all a joke. I still cherish those moments deeply in my hearts
It's been ten years since I last saw him
That day, the sky wouldn't stop crying, pouring his tears down the earth. The thunderstorm rolled with so much anger mixing with the ones I felt in my stomach.
Alex had just died and the house was filled to the brim with friends, families and enemies. They all came to express their condolences but I knew they were all pretenders. The pretentious bastards all came to see for themselves if Alex had indeed died. He had died a natural death because he was inde
