Harp
he house, ignoring my mothe
edal to the floor, and the car shot for
ed to look him in the eyes and a
and again, but each attempt was like hitti
e was fooling around with Katharine, he couldn't even be
her inside me. Tears welled up, bl
k of my hand. I couldn't cry. I h
e, I burst through the door. The apa
d never left th
n to the bathroom and hunched over the
ooked at my pathetic r
it for his judgment. I was g
emony required both parties to be present and to speak the sac
, [Name], accept your rejection." Only then
rn in two, especially for the one initiating it. But I didn't care
a frantic need to erase every tr
ntly infused with his scent, that smell of
t made me
to its hottest setting. Scalding water rained
, anything I could find, and scru
bbed it raw against my neck and shoulders
ng in some places, burning with a
nt away, erase every
n I turned off the water, his scent-the one that felt
. Unless the bond was broken,
, my strength gone, letting the col
ave. I couldn't even get rid of his s
nally let myself sob, the sounds ec
, but eventually, I heard a s
as b
instantly. My
owel and wrapping it around my body.
nt him. Tonight. Righ
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