My first 55 Fiction work. What’s 55 Fiction?
Since morning, he was staring his cell, waiting desperately. To say, “Baby, you’r my life.”
Finally at 23:45, he exulted to see her name.
“Yash, I want to say…I’m seeing someone. It’s over between us,” her voice had a pinch of guilt.
He was staring again. The name was gone. There was a tear then.