Chapter 008
Niklas' POV
I was having trouble breathing.
Her room seemed to have thicker air than I had ever experienced. Not from the letter in my hand, not from the storm outside, but based on what she said to me—what they opened inside me.
I had previously observed her jotting down her thoughts using doodles, notes, and other random items that people often leave lying around. However, this particular letter was not a disposable item.
She had a heart. It was cut open, causing the page to bleed. I read it like a thief, too.
"Before I even understood what love meant, I loved you."
I couldn't stop thinking about that line.
As the thunder rolled over the roof, like approaching footsteps, I remained motionless in the centre of her room.
You were not the intended reader.
She spoke as
