Will

WILL

He always knew getting his heart broken by his own stupidity would be a risk. But seeing her face, tear-streaked and pained, cut through him sharper than any knife ever could. He hadn’t prepared for that kind of pain.

His blood runs cold, his own tears run hot as he watches her exit the car, and all he wants is to throw himself at her feet and beg for forgiveness. But he knows it won’t do any good. Nothing will, now.

He’s lost her forever.

If ads affect your reading experience, click here to remove ads on this page.