Note.

I don’t want to be a fucking damsel in distress or a delicate flimsy princess.

I’m a fighter and a warrior with fire in her eyes.

Never a victim. Even if I am, I won’t play the victim card.

I’m always either a misunderstood villain or hero.

….

I used to cry when Ginny met her female friends because,

We weren’t officially together and I felt she was dating others.

Which is okay considering we weren’t official, but it used to hurt me because I was in love with her since the beginning.

I got to know she loves me the last time we met because I saw it written all over her even if she didn’t say it.

But yeah, we were mostly friends and misunderstandings got created because of what happened to me and what we had was sabotaged.

Then, she went to Canada.