Willow_Writer

(lowercase intended)
"i still remember the look on your face,"
"when i told you,"
"i loved you."

a short series in which Aera writes letters to the Oliver she once knew.

C O M P L E T E D

B I T T E R S W E E T  E N D I N G

Drafts Left Unfinished

s t i l l  o l i v e r  p o i n t  o f  v i e w:


i got out of my hiding spot and stomped over towards aera and that stupid stella lady that stole aera from me.


i stood right in front of them, my face contorted in anger, steam practically flowing out of my nose and coming out my ears.


i pointed my long ass pointer finger straight at stella.


"listen up, b*tch. aera is mine, ok? mine only. she loves me, not you."


i don't even listen about what she has to say, and move my gaze and finger towards aera.


s h e ' s m i n e !