ASHLEY
For the last week, I've been trying to hold it all together. I'm actively sabotaging my engagement with Remy while simultaneously trying to patch things up with Beckett. It's getting impossible to breathe, because every single day, I feel like I'm losing him a little more. He's constantly irritated, distant, and I can't shake the feeling it's all because of me.
It’s a mess. I’m a mess.
I tell myself there’s still time. That I can fix this. That I can unruin everything.
Except I’m here again, trying to not fear the man that I love although he’s starting to scare me.
Slowly, I crouch down on the floor, gently taking in the wound on his hands. I have so many questions. What happened? Why is he bleeding? And why does the place look ruined?
None of them made it out of my mouth.
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