Charles
I barely slept last night. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her.
The way she stood there across the road. The way she held her chest like something inside her was breaking. The way she still left anyway.
Goddess.
It keeps replaying in my head like punishment.
I'm sitting in the car outside the courthouse, fingers tight around the steering wheel, jaw locked. The city is already awake but everything around me feels distant, muted. Like I’m here but not really here.
All I can think about is Molly.
The way she looked at me when I told her the truth. That moment when something shifted behind her eyes. Not anger or hatred but definitely doubt.
That one nearly destroyed me.
I shouldn’t have let her walk away.
I should have followed her. Dragged her back into my arms. Forced h
