Confetti of happiness
Description
His eyes went back to the window once again, wincing at the words that was resonating in his mind and echoed in his empty soul. Every time he looked back on that fateful day, the harsh words ripped his soul apart. The words that keeps on destroying and crushing him, “I’m really sorry to say this, but unfortunately you are.....”
It all started on that day....
Foreword
It was supposed to be his rest day. He was supposed to be laying on his bed, lazing of to his dream lands. Jackson wasn't supposed to be in that fated place, he would do anything to change the cards which fate played with. How was Jackson supposed to continue living when he was.... Was the meeting between Jackson and..... a fate? Is he supposed to have the flicker of hope shining brightly in his empty heart? This is a fight between Jackson and time! who is going to win the race?
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