Chapter Sixty-Seven

NO. 16


I thought I heard you call my name, but it was the wind whispering in my ear, reminding me, I was alone.


I thought I saw your smiling face, but it was the sun shining in my eyes, reminding me, I was alone.


I thought I smelled your parfum, but it was the remnants of the bottle I shattered when I broke your heart, reminding me, I was alone.


I thought when I went to sleep and woke up the next morning, you’d be there. Instead, when I awoke your side was empty, reminding me, I am alone.