Fallon and I—we had something real. Even if she didn’t feel it. Because all I did was fuck it up. Fuck us up. And before I could work up the nerve to tell her how I feel, she left. All because of Aiden King. I bow my head. My hands turn to fists. Even two years later, I want to rage. That motherfucker could have killed her. And what did I do earlier that night? I walked out on her. Because I threw a fucking tantrum at her bull riding announcement. And then she was attacked. Taken. Hurt. I should have been there. I should have protected her. I will never fucking forgive myself. Because I’m the
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