H A I L E Y
He cupped my cheek, his palm soft and warm, one would never imagine how many people he has hurt, or the blood that was spilled because of him.
How many lives he destroyed, and the families he ruined.
The pain, the suffering and the torture that was caused by his actions. Yet, here he was, sitting beside me, apologizing, and asking for forgiveness.
There was no denying the remorse and the sorrow in his voice. The tears in his eyes, and the pain on his face. For once, I didn't have the strength to fight back. For once, I was seeing a glimpse of the man I wanted him to be for the three of years of our marriage, a glimpse of the man behind the mask.
The man that I had hoped he would be.
A tear rolled down his cheek, and the warmth of his body was calling out to me. The distan
