She was in the park reading a novel just like any other Friday evening. The evening sky kind and gentle, the breeze serene and tranquil, injecting life into her meaningless life. of course she would come here, it reminded her that she was still alive. She was a girl in her early twenties, who was no longer a girl but had matured into a women, working in a mediocre office job. He was as usual in the park just like every other evening after office. He had nothing else to do, now what would he do in an empty house with no family. His parents died 3 years ago in a car crash leaving him; the only child, alone in this world. This park and its comfort, which the nature aided, was all that was left to him. And so here he was sitting on a bench alone but not alone. Something was off that day, the park was empty with not a soul to be. Well of course these two were there, but isn't that a little too romantic... ...
Very beautiful and sad 🤥
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