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- You should talk to him, if you're thinking that much about him, you know...

Megan's shoulders went up and down, without an answer from the girl. Camille was the only person to really understand her, and her company was agreable. They met each other on the first day of high school, and if they weren't best friends, she was the only person who were there, a year later, when he was gone.

- You won't forget him if you don't tell him what you're thinking, she insisted.

Deep down inside her, Megan perfectly knew that she was right. That she will never forget him if she didn't clarify everything with him. But what could she say? "Hey, I still love you, I can't forget you. How are you by the way?" she sighed at that thought. No, even if her current situation wasn't pleasant, it was good for her.

- I know exactly what you're doing. You're looking for excuses to avoid it. But you don't have the choice, understand it. If you keep running away, you'll spend your life to wait someone who took another path, without thinking about turning back. And you, you'll stay there, hesitating on which way to go, waiting for someone who disappeared years ago.

The girl bit her lip, trying to hold her tears. She still wasn't used to hear that he was gone, that he forgot her, while she was staying there, doing nothing with her life.

Yet, for a year now, she was being accused not to live in real life, but in her memories.
© Elvalith ,
книга «Fall».
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