C54 CHAPTER 53
I once met a young kid in an amusement park, but another kid appeared beside him after a long talk. The other kid’s name was Harry-----Harry Hemingway.
“Harry/Bella…”
Staring at the man’s brown pupil’s made me remember so many things that I forgot. A memory that was long forgotten because of an evil love that bloomed years ago.
I was unable to move for a second