Milo
I fucked up.
Nothing new. That’s practically my default, it’s in my nature.
But this time, it feels wrong.
Because the moment those words left my mouth, it felt like I lost her before I ever truly had her.
I curse and drive my fist into the wall, again and again.
“Fuck.”
All those small steps forward, erased by one enormous step back.
How could I be so insolent? If anything, I don’t want that angel of mine carrying a name as warped as mine.
I was ignorant, but not anymore.
I’ll do better for her.
I fucking will.
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