"They say life experiences can either make or mar a person. Well for me, it was both. Being broken and repaired, experiencing different emotions, as though I'm an emotional arcade. Life went through me, leaving scars and stars." She chuckled lightly, reminiscing her beloved. "And if you were asked to describe your life in a sentence..." She adjusted slightly on her seat. Fondling with the straps of her black spaghetti top and feigning confidence in her posture, she gave her answer. "I'd describe my life as a bed of roses, only, with so many thorns." "I guess that makes you a scarred beautiful thorned rose." ♧ ♧ ♧ Life is like a game, same as love. One wrong move, and you're done for. Well what wrong move could Sewa have done in this beautiful game of love and life? What wrong move could she have played in her emotional arcade? ♧ ♧ ♧ Started; 7 February 2022