Ch 90
Eleanor POV
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My lips tremble, as I stare at his face…
A chuckle escaping his throat…
Which feels heavy on my ears..
He looks like he is holding on to that last piece of hope.
For the first time, I see him.
"f**k me.
I'm just telling you everything instead of what you're expecting or want to hear from me"
He shrugs, weakly
And I part my lips asking him not to stop
I want to hear all of him, everything he has got to tell me.
But I don't find my voice or any words at the moment
"Here, I found this letter
A few years ago.
Read it, maybe it can speak itself"
He encourages, as my shivering hands lifts the letter..
A part of me wants to hear more.
Hear everything from his mouth ,the truth.
He looks fragile..
But real.
I blink away the tears..as I start to
