~Eleanor~
Back when I was still with my parents and reading Estelle's books, I fell in love with a hot fictional dude who would stop at nothing just to have his woman. He was too obsessed with her; it looked like she was his source of living.
That love story made me cringe. I was jealous and thought the guy was just so stupid to fall in love too deeply like that. What if she breaks his heart and moves on with another guy?
But then, the girl fell first and he fell harder. I didn't even notice until the day she missed him so much and swore to meet him even if he was dead.
Right now, I wasn't blaming that fictional male again, because I was him.
I was at the point of time where I would stop at nothing to have this man. He just doesn't drive me crazy, but makes me feel important regardle
