~WHYTE'S POV~
Never fall in love. That, I always told myself.
Love makes one weak.
Love hurts.
All these I believed until she came. I felt like someone who's been thirsty for so long and suddenly had water placed in front of him. It was hard for me to resist. It was hard for me not to quench my thirst.
My want for her turned into a need very quickly and I couldn't keep to the promises I made to myself. I let my guard down. I let myself fall in love.
Now, this is the result.
There's a tightening I feel in my chest at the moment. It's one that hurts. It's one that's breaking me. The last time I felt such was after the passing of my father.
It hurts to know that everything we both share is a lie. All those times I thought she was here because she loved me, none of it was true. She o
