Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-43886843-20191106013213

Crying. Was that all she had been doing? Yeah. I think so. Actually, I know so. A shattered heart hurts. Crying out of pain. Her heart's pieces spread across the floor. The tears she cried felt like a waterfall of pain and sorrow, and she couldn't bear it any longer. She had to talk to Fitz. What would he say? He had always said he couldn't handle being a bad match. She could.

He wouldn't want her. Bad matches were scorned upon in the Lost Cities. A Vacker could never be a bad match. The Vackers were royalty. She knew she was right when she said she didn't belong in the perfect golden family.

Before she could back out, she made up her mind. She had to talk to Fitz. She decided o wear the teal heart he had given her. If he didn't want her, she'd give it back. She didn't want to be distant from him, she knew he'd be honest. She could never be.

Part 2 coming soon 