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RHETT
I laid on the couch in my office long after I should have gotten up, but I had no energy.
Weak-willed, I’d allowed the storm inside me to wipe my a*s out.
The ceiling above me had a slight water stain in the shape of a tearing heart, almost shorn in half right down the middle.
Fitting.
Ash had told me to leave because I’d crossed a line and hurt his angel. Never mind how some of his actions since her arrival had been stabbing my chest with lethal force.
Should have opened your goddamn mouth and told him so, you i***t.
I hated the voice in my head that spoke the truth. There was no one to blame for our circumstances other than myself. If I’d explained to him from the start how his actions had made me feel, s**t wouldn’t have gotten out of control.
Yes, he’d done wrong, but
