The Sun Will Not Rise
"Victor," was the first thing Estelle said as soon as she opened the door, and her feet stopped by themselves once she took the view in. There he was, in his white clothes, lying in his bed and if his loved ones wouldn't be around his bed, if Evelyn's and his mother's painful sobs wouldn't pierce right through her heart, she would almost think he was sleeping. He looked so peaceful, as if he didn't know, didn't care about the amount of pain he was causing to the rest of them... To her. She had missed him so much. So really much. "Stelle!" Julian called, his voice desperate. He looked like he wanted to run to her but at the same time he looked scared and hesitant to do so. "Stelle, you're alright," he whispered. She didn't speak, didn't even look at him. All she did was take a few steps
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