Ava’s POV The day went by quickly and we both agreed on taking an evening walk. The walk was slightly silent and I knew he was curious and wanted to know why I was so scared of thunderstorms.“So, in case you’re wondering what my stupid fear of Thunderstorm is,” I started and although the topic was uncomfortable to talk about for me, I wanted him to know why I got so scared.“You don’t have to talk about…”“I lost my dad in a thunderstorm,” I continued, he’d wanted to tell me not to talk about it but I wanted to, at least to him, “he’d gone somewhere and had even promised to be back in an hour.” I added.The memory of my father leaving the house that day was still fresh in my head and I still couldn’t get over the call of my dad being found dead.“That’s why I get paranoid when waiting for people, you know, when they leave and it starts to rain heavily? I’m always unable to take it and most of the time, I’ll always think of the negative side because of what I’ve been through.” I e
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