I couldn’t react. My heart was shattering. What could I possibly say? What could I possibly do? The hole she bore through my chest is still raw and bleeding. A wound only Layla can balm. It was a mistake what she did, a hiccup. Nothing more. She didn’t mean it, I know that. Still, it was everything I had not to cross the kitchen and snap her fucking neck, or fuck some goddamn sense into her. I should’ve said something. I couldn’t make the appropriate words come out. Couldn’t make any words come out. I was…scared. It felt like that day all over again. She abandoned me when she knew how much I
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