As soon as I woke up, the pain in my lower abdomen was still there. We had s*x last night, but the ache wasn't what hurt me the most. It was the deep pain lingering in my chest.
Matthew was sleeping peacefully. His arm was still draped around my waist, but to me, it now felt like a heavy chain.
I stared at his handsome face in the dim morning light. Just a few hours ago, he had soothed me with such tenderness, only to remind me of the cruel reality moments later. He didn't answer me.
I removed his arm slowly from around me, careful not to wake him.
I needed to get away. For the remaining eight days of this arrangement, I had to teach myself not to fall any deeper for him. This was no longer a simple attraction or desire. I was stepping into something dangerous—something that could de
