“I’m not taking you. I want you to want me.” Kindness lacing his voice. “I will wait. I don’t care how long it takes,” he said.
With a small smile on my lips, one that didn’t reach my eyes, I said. “Thank you.”
The day of the event
The day was just like every other day. I stayed inside the whole day. Waiting for Bolton to come back. He didn’t let me shift today, he was too busy with some last-minute planning. I was debating if I should get dressed already.
It was three in the afternoon. I was pacing in the living room when he came home. I stopped pacing and looked at him, waiting for him to say something. But he didn’t. He rummaged through some papers on his desk and left again.
I let out a breath. Fine, I’ll just get dressed then.
I sighed, giving myself one last glance in the mirro
