“The darker the night, the brighter the stars, The deeper the grief, the closer is God!” ~Fyodor Dostoevsky.
Thomas P.O.V
As her lips touched mine, I lost my myself then and their. The heart wrenching cry of her echo in the dark night openly showing her sorrow. The way she was crying burring my head on her chest, made me realize how much I meant to her. She kept crying swinging back and forth making me clench my fist.
The way she kissing my forehead asking me to wake up, I know whatever I did to fulfill my promise going to bite my ass. I silently cursed myself going this far. I didn't know she would react like this, but in the deep dark corner of my heart I can feel there's something very dangerous happen in her past. That why she always behaving like
