Week 13 Microfiction: Reality
Krishna playing music (Source: Flickr ) This story is the continued version of my week 13 story . You'll need to read it in order to understand this microfiction. The Reality I looked at the sunset, the last one with her. I know that I’m a horrible person, but I’ve been prepared my whole life to take over my family business. They worked hard it; I couldn’t just let go of it. Am I being selfish? Yes. I’ll take all the blame. I deserve it. I thought for a while that she was part of my destiny. But the universe spoke, and she couldn’t be part of my life. The person I’m marrying is lovely, and honestly, I could see myself falling in love with her. And, that’s the sad and harsh reality. Farewells She left. This was the last time we saw each other. Author's note: This microfiction continues what I wrote for this week's story but with a different point of view. Here's some information on Krishna: The story of Krishna is pretty simple: he was the one who was going to kil...
