I accidentally traveled into a romance novel and became the hero's childhood friend. I watched him grow from a toddler who didn't understand anything and only wanted to be held by his mother, to sharing everything with me. My love was buried in the grave before it was born, without a tombstone.
"I told myself more than once not to fall in love with her, but I always approached her uncontrollably. He went abroad and my last straw was gone, so I fell in love with her out of control. Later I discovered that I was just a character in the book. I loved and hated her. My lover should have been him..."
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
