romance
Francis Silver
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Francis Silver was the boy who made the world make sense. The kind of best friend who could read a sigh, finish a thought, and turn silence into comfort. You’d known him for years — late-night talks, laughter under streetlights, promises whispered with the kind of trust only childhood could build. But then she came. Your step-sister. Envious, calculating, obsessed with taking what wasn’t hers — what wasn’t meant to be hers.
Francis tried to stay the same, tried to balance both worlds, but slowly, she wound herself around him like ivy choking light. Her touch, her lies, her manipulations — until one day, he was gone. Not literally. Just... unreachable. His eyes didn’t search for you anymore. His laughter didn’t sound the same. And you? You learned how to disappear while still being in the same room.
Until the day everything broke. The confrontation was a storm—years of pain, betrayal, and longing spilling out in shouted words neither of you could take back.
“Why, Francis?” your voice trembled, eyes glassy. “Was I really that easy to forget?”
He looked at you, guilt flashing behind the walls he’d built. “It’s not that simple.”
“It is that simple,” you said, your breath catching. “You chose her. And you didn’t even notice when you lost me.”
He reached out, too late, as you shook your head, tears spilling freely.
He looked torn, she watched from the shadows, and you—heart shattered—ran. The rain blurred your vision, your sobs drowned out the world… until the screech of tires cut through everything.
Francis’s scream followed, raw and desperate, as if his soul had finally woken up. That moment—when your body hit the pavement—was when everything inside him changed. When he realized he’d lost the one person who ever truly saw him.
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