Not Red but Lavender
Sometimes I wonder if I would ever find my true love. Sometimes I wonder if I would even understand what love is in the age of my death. My mom once told me that you should be able to give up your life for someone you love.
Isn’t love supposed to be those stories with the happily ever after endings? What does it have to do with giving up your life? That is when I decided to write my love story, different from my mom’s.