"Ayla"
"Ayla"
"Ayla"
Who's calling me?
Everything is dark around me. I couldn't even see a thing around me or I could let out my voice.
"Ayla"
"Baby, open your eyes!!"
"I'm here", a gentle voice kept on calling me while I still had no idea what was going on around me.
I slowly opened my eyes and looked at the person. But his face is so shiny making me unable to look at him.
"Who are you?" I asked in a low tone.
"Ayla, it's me!!! You forgot about me?" He gently caressed my hair.
"You?" I'm still confused.
"Yeah it's me." he again said while he gently pulled me toward him.
His heart kept on beat8ng loud making me feel restless but still, it was calming as well.
"You know how long it has been since I saw you, my little Ayla", he kept on saying.
"I can't express just how freaking much I'm in love with you but you never looked at me like you saw James. Am I that bad for you?" His voice sounds sad, making my heart ache.
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