prompt: love
word count: 103

Maybe, if she had cared for him more, he might not've died.

"C'mon, just one date!" He begged her, arm around her shoulders. She brushed it off. "How many times must I tell you, no means no!"

"Listen, if you go on one date and you don't enjoy it, I'll never bother you again!" She sighed, that was a deal she couldn't possibly say no to.

"Fine."

The worst part, if she hadn't fallen head over heels for him, she wouldn't have been cursed with the pain of his passing.

Love used to be overrated to her.

Now, it'll never be the same.