Beautiful As a Day, Dark As night III
Maurice's POV,
“I know how much she still matters to him just as she did before.” I looked at his hateful eyes, mine must have trembled to its sharpness. It pierced my soul like a sharp arrow, ripping through my heart. I was hateful after what I did. I hated myself more than he did me. I should feel the hatred in his voice to make me feel so degraded and low. His words burned me completely. But I couldn’t, couldn’t because he was so right. all he said was true. I am heartless. Tears welled up in my eyes and rolled off my cheeks. I turned away to hide them, but he saw them. He saw me crying, so he fell silent after that.
And I can't even feel thankful and ashamed anymore at the same time as right now as I did.
“Do you want me to apologize to you? Ca
