Please Don't Go (The Midnight Strike, #1)

by E. Salvador

I wish I had the ability to make that happen. To ease someone’s pain or discomfort instead of adding more to it. I wonder if my mom would have loved me if I had been different.

I’ve only ever been given something to make up for something.

He stares at me like I’m his most prized possession—something delicate, something important to him. And I hate that because I’m not special, yet he makes me feel like I am.

“My heart begs for you.” “Maybe it’s heartburn?” she mumbles into my shoulder.

Let yourself feel. It hurts and that’ll probably never go away, but you can share your pain with me. I can’t promise I’ll make it go away, but I’ll do my best to lessen it.”