Too Late For Your Love

o my apartment felt like a hundred miles. The gash on my shoulder throbbe

ame to find me. He looked

talk," he said, st

I asked, my

ut last night. It's

ke, my eyes fixed on his collar. A faint, pink smudg

eelings turned to static in my ears. The lipstick stain was the

im off. I couldn't bear to hear the lies,

on for acceptance. "Good. I just... I didn't wan

The word felt

id, stepping back

king. I slid down to the floor and finally let myself cry, silent tears

en aiming for Jennifer. Nathaniel had shoved me out of the way to save her. He hadn't

deniable. His actions spoke louder

t. And his instinct was, an