Amara's povThe sky looked dangerously gloomy with all the black clouds overpowering it's naturally pleasant blue Color with black.He stood there staring at her tombstone even though the sun was about to set. He stood there still like a stone as if the time has been stopped for him alone.Watching him being calm and still is scary, his silence is as scary as the silence before the storm. She died. His love, the girl whom he loved more than anything in this world is no more, yet not even a single tear left his eyes.Even though he's calm there's something about him which made me realize that he's not mourning for her death but fuming with rage. His red eyes flared with hidden rage against someone, someone who caused her death.His clenched jaw, red eyes, veins popping out of his neck, and his irregular breathing depicts how cruel death he
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