The last person to whom I said ‘I love you’ to was my sister. It was because she had helped me a great deal by relieving from the stress that had compressed my mind.
She always does that and its only right for me to thank her back. So, instead of a simple ‘thank you’, I tell her that I love her, and I truly do.
I don’t know what I would do without her. Hell, I might not even have been a writer if not for her love and support and no doubt her amazing mind that tells me such awesome story ideas that my mind literally blows!
I don’t know from where or how she gets those ideas from, but my sister is a really good story maker.
The 13: We all Start as Strangers, my debut novel had been executed because of her so I think saying ‘I love you’ is nothing as well compared to what she has done and repeatedly does for me.