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Chapter 7 If There Is Love

Word Count: 2243    |    Released on: 03/02/2022

ne, in which her father became enraged at her. I'm just hoping he didn't hurt her in any way. I recall her phone. I dashed down the street. It had been du

long to her?'

ma,' I

?' she inquir

l working. I'll give it

, don't force her to say

d what you'r

o worried.'

ry positive must be balanced by a negative. I'm not sure why my mother has to go through all of this; I don't understand why she has to go through all of this just to prove to the world that she is strong enough to survive. Is that how it really is? Is it necessary for people to suffer in order to reach the pinnacle? However, not everyone has the strength to stand up to the abuse and simply give up. What is going to become of

r so I could hug her and t

but she simply acce

you to

st class is at 8:30 a.m., so I need to fi

what her major is.' I

ent to the library and the canteen, but she was nowhere to be found.

ter,' I stated. 'I'm ho

oom, but I hear a voice beh

looking

Yes! I was looking

Someone is lo

abused the night before. I don't see any bruises on her face;

, yours?' I handed her

it last night in the car

se. She has no plans to tell

e lucky I was the one wh

naked photos on my phone?' She looked at me for a

hat's a little awkward. Right now,

he explained. At this poi

lief. She appears

ctually laugh.' I'm laughi

should go to cl

look at her

, that's

ll w

liam,' s

d to look at

ea

ou like

s asking me this at this ti

. 'But, really, we have to go now.'

ou.' Her tone

ired, she responded

but she does want to skip classes today. Tell you what, if I'm co

it in a cool,

lot of work to do, especially in my major subjects. But...

quickly cha

ed, 'Do you trust me?' before flash

contact, my heart skips a beat. There was another emoti

re. Our living space at home was similar, but this location is significantly better and unquestionably higher. Despite the fact that the wind is blowing hard in my fac

nything about this

my favorite spot on the whole island,' she

s kind of scenery as wel

think it has a ve

I close my eyes and feel the wind envelop m

total freedom

looked at her. She sits on the groun

here?' I asked as I'm

he replied t

here?' She has a frown on

m glad to be here.' I ga

ay, 'You're welcome,' but I don't think that's what she mean

gly quiet. I didn't say anything, eit

ired. 'Did you think I was pitiful as well?' She hasn't given me a se

ing person. And I'll feel bad abo

er eyes are sparkling brightly once

s, 'that I had the impression I was a piece

y,' I r

e was kind of confused ab

the environment, I feel obligated to pic

in, and this time sh

eally smooth.' At this po

side, but how does she maintain such a calm demeanor? Based on the way I looked at her smiling face staring blankly somewhere, I got the impression that her soul was wandering around with her. Her own self and soul are co

to her. I'm used to conversing with the non-living creatures that surround me because they're the onl

nd look up at the sky. Th

e is unfair?' Looking up

e when she noticed me doing

; it's just that it's not for

o

at do you m

n I say "death," I don't mean "die" physically, but rather "die" on the inside even if they ar

t in front of them and they're ju

ldn't see the answers because

at's...

she is experiencing the "death" she is referri

s. 'Do you think life is

aze once mor

ose who truly under

hink so?'

ea

e could truly u

ay

s still fair to us becaus

ssi

that love is the

hink

ve that life

I re

she asked,

are diametrically opposed. Some people believe that life is all about surviving a

hat love is the so

ive if there is

urn around and take another look at her fro

ause she stood up from the groun

want to

re?' I i

e said, holdin

emely powerful. The trees get smaller as you get closer to

inquired. I cast a si

' I ex

s. Close your eyes and fly like

oment I closed my eyes, it felt magic

I'm flying!!'

ies. When I looked at her, she was doing the same thing I was. Dancing in the wind. As I continu

ted to feel worried. She's not pa

f's edge, letting her body sink to t

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