"I love you, damn it!"
Caleb's fists reconnect with his punching bag harder than before. Layla's words keep ringing in his ears and he is torn between shutting them down completely just because they remind him of his failure to protect her or to keep replaying them simply because they are some of the most treasured words to leave his girl's lips.
It doesn't matter that she blurted them out over the phone. All he cares about is knowing that she loves him. Knowing that the girl that has his heart beating so beautifully loves him.
He packs more punches in the bag as sweat keeps trickling down his body. He's exerting himself more than he should but he doesn't care. It's the only thing keeping him almost sane.
His early morning run wasn't doing it for him and he opted for something more i
