Jake's POV
She once told me that with one word, one action, one mistake, that I had the power to destroy her. To destroy her heart. Her soul. She told me that I held her heart between my hands and I was the only one who could destroy it. Funny how the tables turned. How I was the one who held her heart delicately in my hand, afraid that it might break, even after she crushed mine with her bare hands. It is funny how I couldn't do it. How I couldn't expose her, afraid that hers would be dismantled forever.
With one word, one action, one mistake, she has torn down my love for her. Or so I believe... Sometimes I wonder. Does my anger blind me from the truth? Could I possibly still be--
I set the pen down on my journal when I heard knock number fourteen on my door.
"Mom, I don't want to ea
