It's Okay, I understand.
Description
Instead of coming home, he stays in his studio; instead of picking up your calls like he used to, it keeps going into voicemail; instead of talking to you about his day whenever he comes home, he ignores your questions and ignores you. What happened?
Foreword
He looks at her silhoutte by the window, wondering why is she smiling? Why didn't she break down? Why is she so calm?
" I know, it's okay... I understand." She continues to smile and takes her sketch book. " Here, you can throw it if you want to, but please do read it, just as a rememberence of me." He looks down at her and her shaking hands as she places her thick sketchbook in his hands, and looks up at him with her widest smile as her voice shakes, "Don't worry about me, I packed and I found a place to stay. Take care and goodbye."
author's note:
BTW. This is actually my FIRST fanfic ever written. I deeply apologise if it , but, pleaaaaseee do leave some comments so I can improve my writting. :DD
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