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I might have been born last, but I most certainly wasn’t born yesterday.
He’s the Devil, Zahra. Well, that explains why Eve fell for his tricks. If the Devil looked half as good as Rowan, I’d eat the damn apple too. Screw the consequences.
Me: Because life isn’t always rainbows and sunshine. Zahra: Of course not. But how can we appreciate the sun every morning if we don’t live through the dark?
We aren’t an investment, my feminist brain calls out. But the big, grumpy man spends his time researching me, the hopeless romantic calls out in rebuttal.
Rowan likes me. And he hates it.
“You like me,” I blurt out. “No. I tolerate you more than most people. That’s why I want to date you.”
“While I’m sorry he hurt you, I’m not sorry he let you go.” I shoot him a wobbly smile. “Are you always so selfish?” His eyes glint. “With you, yes.”
A small part of me rejoices in the fact that she doesn’t offer him a smile. Those are all mine, fuck him very much.
“If I had a heart to give, it would be all yours. Free of cost.”
For her smile, I’d do just about anything.
But I’d rather trust you with my heart and risk you breaking it than live another day without you in my life.
“And while I know I don’t deserve you, I’ll spend every single day proving to you how much I love you.”
Zahra’s it for me. I know it with everything in me, and my intuition has never been wrong before. There’s nothing in the world I’ll find more beautiful than her. Not the sun. Not the moon. Not even the entire galaxy compares to the light she radiates wherever she goes.
“I’m not sure what I did right in my life to deserve your love, but I’ll stop at nothing to protect it.”
