Her name was tattooed across my eyelids. She was all I saw. All I thought about. She was the world and then some.
Oh, God, please. I can't even right now. I CAN'T EVEN, ANNIE.
Something about that line made me just want to write a story. It's so perfect and gorgeous and beautiful. I don't even know. <3
I like how you're switching point of views. And, believe it or not, I like how all the chapters are shorter. I think it formats the story correctly, and I don't know. It's not all information at one time. It's not like they're going through it anymore. It's the aftermath of Gerard's mistake.
I've been reduced to tears.
I need to know what happens.
<3
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