They say love is the most felt emotion. Whether for a hobby or a person, but it was the same love they all felt before being dragged into a world he has been a resident of since long.

Such is the fate of the flowers, caught in a trap and now they are dead.

The same flowers marking the grave of another, a proof of the killer left by himself.

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To be edited.

If you see anything that can be edited or changed please do inform me since this is my first book I don't have much experience with editing.

Thanku in advance!

This is a Wattpad contest (sounds of winter) entry, and I just thought that I could put this up here so more people could read it and see it.

English is not my first language, so prepare for some mistakes. and all right reserved to the artist of the songs and the song writers, but of course, the story belongs to me XD

Anyway, this is a book where I'll put short stories or oneshots of stories I wrote that are related to some songs or lyrics.

Hope you all enjoys

thx

Do you miss your first love?