A really, big, lie.
"Do you love him?" Tom asked.
He noticed that Abigail's cheeks flushed with a rose-red colour. Sooner or later, the entire face would flush.
"No. I don't love him, and he definitely doesn't love me. Still, he semi-fills a gaping black hole inside me. That place wants love, maybe even needs love, but love is something I'm pretty sure doesn't exist." She replied.
She looked down for a moment. She made no expression on her face. She thought she was strong, and sometimes she thought she was gone, past the point of feeling anything at all. Abigail regretted what she said. Because what she just said, was a really, big, lie.
"The truth is that I think about him a lot... and you know how it is. Start wondering if he ever thinks about me, and if he does, is it the same?" She thought for herself. "And then i began thinking if... if we had been together: the days we spent together will turn to hours, then minutes, then seconds, then eventually.. nothing."
UKE 16 - MATHILDEWH
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