Romeo
“I’m begging you both please just talk to me”
Christopher and I were talking together on the bed in my bedroom.
I had a room of my own now since well after what happened, it was no longer ideal for Ayla and me to share a bed anymore. Forget sharing a f*****g bed, she could not stand looking at my face.
If there was one thing that came out of Ayla already knowing that I had a mate was that I had at least gotten rid of that feeling of guilt that usually lingered whenever I was spending time with them.
Thighs were not as good as we’d like them to be.
I knew that and Christopher knew that but we at least liked to find the joy in spending time with each other. I was beginning to love him, to love them both as much as it hurt for me to admit it.
Looking at Marlene now, the pain fr
