"Why do you like her?"
"I don't know…" I saw him type. "The way she does everything… it fascinates me. She is so hardworking, smart and capable of everything as well".
The words ended there.
He stopped reading the letters engraved onto the coffin and glanced back up at the portrait raising his gloved hand and saluting it. A lone tear escaped his emerald green eyes. He continued staring at the gravestone as all sorts of thoughts ran through his mind. Another figure, a female, was slowly making her way towards him and the grave, clutching a bouquet in her thin arms. She shot him a glare as he glanced towards her, mouthing "la culpa no fue mia", which she ignored with a scoff before walking off.
Glancing back at the portrait one last time of the girl that was once his best friend, with another tear escaping his eye, he whispered "I'm so sorry Amy".
What he didn't know was that this was all meant to be. He had nothing to be sorry about, but nobody let him know that, not that it mattered to him anyway. It had already been done and nothing could change...
A/N: Uh... please leave a review. That would be greatly appreciated.
Peace -efngpo