Chapter 15 Duncan
DUNCAN
Her excuses shouldn’t change anything.
She still chose not to fight for you, the voice in my head hisses.
I snatch the scalpel from the desk. Drive the tip into the surface. The wood groans, leaving a shallow scar, nothing like the one she left on me.
She still chose not to fight for you.
The brush next to it follows suit. I grab it and hurl it at the wall, where it cracks. Drops to the floor.
She still chose not to fight for you.
My head bows low. The studio is silent. Lonely.
Just the ragged sound of my breath, of my broken heart stuttering in my chest.
Just me and the taste of Elowyn’s pussy on my tongue.
She still chose not to fight for you.
I should remember that. Truly.
So why can’t my heart stop hurting for my little moon?