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I was born to to make my loved ones happy, I don't mind for that is my wish. I fell in love early on but he only viewed me as his best friend. He was in love with my half sister and came to me for help to make her notice him. They fell in love and married, he still always came to me for help and I did everything I could to help him even if it meant hurting myself. It becomes harder and harder to help him for my heart aches to be with him. I am so tired. I always believed that true love is to be happy to see your loved one happy even though he would love someone else. Your love should be selfless but still it is hard so hard that my heart is breaking while I smile softly to my beloved. The picture is not mine it's from Pinterest This is a short story
Part 1
