Chapter 62
Rafe
I never thought of myself as a lonely guy. I was content with my life. My routine. My business. It was steady. Predictable. Just how I liked it; now, I fucking hate it. Because nothing is the same, yet everything is.
I changed along the way. Everything fucking changed the minute Lina stormed my office.
And it kept changing. I embraced all those changes, was excited, felt alive for the first time in decades.
Then the woman of my dreams had to rip herself away, ripped my heart and took it with her too.
My brother came back from the dead, and because my memories of Lina are intact still, I’ll always remember an echo of his death, mourning, and the sixty years of memories with him.
Today, I neither have Lina, nor Sam.
But all the memories.
And I’m so fucking lonely.
“Lina, baby, either come back to me or erase me. I beg of you.”