She is the missing piece I never knew my heart needed.
-Unknown.
|N I C O L A S|
It was close to morning now.
As the first faint light of dawn begun to paint the sky with lighter hues, I sat on that lonely beach with the weight of anger running in my veins and the sadness crushing my heart.
She, the woman I started to care about more than anyone else opened up to me about the horror of her pasts, finally, talking out loud about the mental and physical abuse she had endured.
She had never, once in the last few months I have spent with her, I saw her crying. Neither when I roughly f****d her like I could not stop myself from breaking her nor when her own house burnt to ashes leaving her homeless with no memories left. But she cried. She cried today, her tears breaking like a dam soa
