Ling Momo took a deep breath, her fingers trembling violently. Finally, she steeled herself and clicked confirm.
Enson had completely disappeared from her WeChat.
Then, she tossed her phone aside and stared blankly out the window, unsure how long she stood there before she walked towards the bed like a ghost. Halfway there, she saw a piece of paper on the floor and slowly bent down to pick it up.
It was filled with line after line of graceful handwriting.
Thirteen lines in total.
They were the words of confession she had intended for Enson.
Reading them, Ling Momo's heart began to ache more and more.
She had always thought she just had a crush on Enson, but now she realized she had fallen so deeply, so intensely in love with a man she had never met!
He had already made a home in her heart, buried deep within her soul, and now, she had just deleted him like that!
Her earlier resolution to delete him was now met with an unexpected reluctance.
