About That Sunday: A Lesbian Romance

Overview

Her words echo incessantly within me, like relentless waves crashing against the shore. They pierce through my soul, leaving me trembling in their wake. She shared her truth, yet it couldn't be further from reality. "Nothing endures eternally, Emma. Nothing. Even after my departure, the world will eventually erase my existence from its memory. You too shall consign me to oblivion. Life inexorably marches forward, indifferent to our transient presence. Only time persists, ceaselessly advancing, heedless of our significance.