Literature
From Roses [England x Reader x France]
Sometimes, when I'm all alone, well I wonder if you're at home, singing sad songs about breaking up and the memory of me is keeping you up next to him
Arthur sighed sadly, looking longingly into his glass of gin. Even in a crowded bar, he felt so alone without you. You completed him, yet he still broke up with you, and now he couldn't help but regret his rash decision to let you go to pursue another girl. This other girl, Amelia, wasn't even comparable to you, but she would give him her body, which was something that you refused to do until marriage. You were smart, had witty comebacks and jokes, and she w