Prologue
He. Who made my heart beats fast.
He. Who made my mind levitate.
He. Who made me lose control.
It was love at first sight. Or was it just adrenaline rush?
She. Who made his heart, warm.
She. Who made his rational mind in chaos.
She. Who made him impulsive.
It was first love. The white moonlight he deeply holds on to.
I. Who made his heart, cold.
I. Who made his mind, logical.
I. Who made his actions in control.
It was a tragedy. The kind that my only option is to let him go.
But, c'est seulement lui pour moi.[1]
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblances to persons, places, or events are purely coincidental and only through the product of the author's imagination. Do not distribute or publish the contents of this novel in any way. Please obtain permission.
[1] c'est seulement lui pour moi = It's only him for me in French
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