Sophia
Master of my own feelings.
“Do you think you'd be able to forgive me?” He asked.
And I closed my eyes briefly.
“I think you're highly sedated by those painkillers; when you get back on your feet, you'll go back to being the ruthless man you've always been,” I said, and I could hear him sigh softly.
He snuggled even closer, and for a while, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to breathe if he moved in again.
“You make me wary of you.” He said.
“So do you,” I told him.
“Why can't we just live a normal life? Why…can't I..” he was saying, but I shook my head; it was too late to turn back time.
There was nothing I could do other than to fight him.
For as long as we breathed, we wouldn't stop fighting each other, and we both knew that.
“Do you want to talk? About..your mom?
