Chapitre 92: 92

"We are over," I said loudly, closing my eyes but when I opened my eyes there was none in front of me.

I was laying on the bed and there was no shackle on my hand the way I imagined.

"Was it a dream?"

"Then why does it feel so real?"

I have no idea if it was real or a dream but the kiss felt so freaking real as if it was not an illusion but it was his lips the way he usually kisses. I thought maybe he will tell me no, it's not what I think so come back but it's only in my imagination as usual.

I got up from my bed and walked toward the outside. It was completely dark making me unable to see anything. I didn't make any noise but opened the entrance and went toward the direction of the garden where I usually spent most of my time.

"It feels so refreshing."

"I wish I were a butterfly so that there would be no worries for me and I can keep flying till I die."

"But I can't be one."

"Human life is getting tough."