Summary
You're throwing away happiness with both hands. And reaching out for something that will never make you happy. Sylvia didn't remember when she met Draco, maybe it was the first time she met in Diagon Alley; the surprise in the Quidditch field; or the surprise in the three broomsticks.She seemed to have forgotten, but Draco hadn't.Draco remembered the stubborn brunette, her rare smile in Diagon Alley; her quiet elegance in the library; and the kiss she had with Sophie at the wedding. "Because I like you, Sylvia..." "I don't know, and you don't need to know..." "I'm sorry, Sylvia. I'm sorry..." "I want to say sorry. And, I love you... ..." Do you really forget about the past?I'm not sure, but as long as it's about you, I'll never forget it.This article is BE, and finally Deya, don't enter if you don't like it.
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