Prompt: Cut the strings | Word count: 1000 words | Genre: Drama
Gibran paced the floors of the Big Mall, checking in and out of every shoe store. He couldn’t find it, nothing even similar to it. But he kept looking, determined not to give up.
”It’s okay if you don’t find it” his wife placed her hand on his shoulder ”we will get her another pair.”
”No. She said she would like to have the same ones, the ones she whatsapped me.”
”This is the only mall left. We have been all across the city searching for her Cinderella shoes.”
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