| Anastasia |
Vladimir's figure was becoming smaller. Agonizingly smaller and my mind still didn't seem to wrap around the fact that I'd never see him again.
I had lost him.
No, I had left him.
And how I'd be able to live with that, I had absolutely no idea.
How I'd be able to live without him, I had absolutely no idea. I only knew my heart hurt and tears never seemed to stop as he only grew smaller. Would tears ever stop?
Would I still cry for him before I slept when I was a old granny with wrinkles everywhere on my face? Probably married to another man I wouldn't love?
Because I knew I would never love anyone else in my life but my dragon. My beautiful dragon with those beautiful icy eyes that I had just walked away from when all my being only wanted to run to him. When my heart
