Juliana didn’t believe in small choices having far-reaching effects. Neither did she believe in destiny; at least not anymore.
“I grew up,” she would tell Alexis, her college best friend. “I had to. Soulmates don’t exist in my world, only arrangements.
A crumb, a morsel Drips of water; a dry well Thirst needs to be quenched Hunger cries to be sated Love still even though little © Anna Jailene Aguilar Source: Rationed love
I wrote this story for Cracked Flash Fiction (CCF). It is part of “Enchanted Love”, which is from this flash fiction that CCF picked as the week’s winner and which I am now contemplating on turning into something longer, inspired by Ronel. Prompt: He leaned against the tree with a sigh. He leaned against the tree…… Continue reading Three’s a crowd