Voice: "Isn't It so hurtful waiting for someone who means the world to you but he never feels the same"
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The crinkling of hibiscus leaves from the shivering cold breeze, dissipate around the lull valley splashing against the girl as she walked lonely along the path to her world.
She looks dismayed and aggrieved by Shiven, they used to be best of friends since childhood, and most time Shiven always comes to the valley to play with her whenever he comes to the forest with his father to hunt. In that case, they grew older more intimated that they knew each other's true identity.
But suddenly, Shiven stopped coming to the valley, worst enough she always comes by with the expectation that shiven will come for her one day, this went on and on for years.
As time went by, coming to the valley becomes a habitual habit that she can't do without.
