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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