Elijah´s pov
I turn to her. Father not speaking for once. I have my arms crossed loosely and give her a serious nod back that makes her voice do a small whining that pierces my heart. I don’t love her, but I care for her. I have been with her for three years, and I’m not made of stone for f***s sake, I know she’s hurting.
“I love her, I’m sorry Lynn….” I don’t want to stand here and deny it. I do love Ocean, so f*****g much that I can’t even breathe when she isn’t around. My chest is still hurting like hell as we speak.
She gets this; are you serious right now look on her face when father sighs like he is just as crushed as she is. I want to roll my eyes at him It's like he just lost his favourite daughter, and I did it to him, but he can't blame me, nobody can, Ocean is still my mate!
