Staring at the second picture she planned to slip inside Sean's locker, she then realized how devastated she was. How Friya had become that then-manipulative girl who would do everything to make Sean go back to her. Friya doesn't want to do it, but thinking about how the tables turned around, she would admit...
"I can't accept this fate." Friya sulked her shoulders down. In the second picture she printed, she carefully written those words again. Not the same as the one in the city park's photo, but a different theme.
She turned to the sticky note hanging on her cork board. Friya wanted to know the words she said, and it was exactly what she felt when they first dated at the city park. Friya read it repeatedly. The pain still pricked in her heart.
