David
The words “I hate you” echoed in my mind like a relentless drumbeat. Laura’s voice, steady yet laced with raw pain, had struck something deep within me, something I couldn’t quite name. Chest tight, I sat in silence after she left the bedroom, her last words reverberating in my ears.
“The more you hold on, the more I hate you. Is that what you want? For me to despise you?”
Despise me. Wasn’t hatred enough? What did it even mean to be despised by someone you once thought you’d protect for the rest of your life?
The pain in my chest grew sharper as I replayed her words, but I refused to dwell on it too long. What was this feeling anyway? Guilt? Regret? Fear? I couldn’t pinpoint it, and that frustrated me more than I cared to admit. I buried my face in my hands, trying to regain com
