Amber
"Amber," His voice was soft and almost cajoling.
I hate it. Every time I try to run away from him, the opposite happens. I am thrown straight towards him. The entire evening I was trying to avoid him but here he was now demanding why I avoid him. Like how does it even matter? He was going to get married to Vera tomorrow and I will be leaving for London the day after. And that will be it. That's where our story will end. A short-lived beautiful story that existed only in my head. It won't be like I won't have to see him again but I hoped that when I see him next time, I won't be the same. And he would just be my best friend's husband, that's all.
Taking a deep breath, I reluctantly turned to face him. Ivan
