Hey guys! So, this is my first fanfiction, so constructive criticism is greatly appreciated. I know it won't be very good but please try to bear with me. The prologue is pretty short, and for that I'm sorry. Anywho, tell me your opinions, some things that would make the story better, and if you think I should continue! That said, here is the first part. Enjoy! (:Prologue
I sat on the couch with my head in my hands. I think of all the amazing times we had together. How we met.
"Please don't go, Jess. Please," He begged gently. "We can work through this together. We can figure it out."
I shook my head. "I have to go, Mark. This just isn't working." I looked at my feet for a moment. It wasn't supposed to happen this way. We were perfect. A fairytale. I sighed and turned away from him. I can't look at him like this. It isn't natural. It isn't him.
I walk toward the door holding back tears. "I'm sorry." I say to him quietly before taking my purse off the end table and walking out the door, and out of Mark Fischbach's life.
