Author Note

Sometimes I wish I can freeze the moment and just stare into your eyes....
Run my hands through your hair...
Whisper I love you in your ears....

But most of the time I find myself staring into the cold empty space.
Running my hands through my own messy hair.
Whispering I miss you...when you obviously can't hear.

She's a average hard working small coffee shop owner.

While he's a multi billionaire idol

Will he make an effort to love her again?
Or will she being staring at the Empty Space...

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