Q has been in love for two years, six months, and twelve days when James Bond walks away, leaving him with a bleeding head and a broken heart on a dark and noisy London bridge.Why I keep reading these fics that just makes me cry? There is something seriously wrong with me. How can these things be even that good and worth all that sadness?
How can anyone write these and be a happy person? These are sad and full of misery. Still. I really liked this. So much that I have read this at least thrice so far.
So please. Go ahead and read this and cry. Yup.
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