Mitch’s POV:
When Viola looked into my eyes, my breathing hitched. I knew in this moment, there was no way I could hide the evidence of what I was about to do. I knew that even if I wanted to, I was going to hurt the woman I love, but that it was and always will be the right thing to do.
“Mitch, why are you looking at me like that?” Viola whispered, her tiny frame tucked under the covers of the white, hospital linen. Oh, my angel…
“Viola…” I started, my eyes welling up at the unsaid words. How do you explain to someone you love, that it needs to end here?
“No! I will not let you speak. I can smell your heartbreak from here. I refuse to hear it!” Viola screams out, her face contorting into anguish. I want to so badly comfort her, but she is not mine to comfort anymore. She never real
