#Chapter398

It hits me like a blow that I just fucked up where she’s concerned, again. By leaving her like I did – I just told her that Natasha means more. Maybe I should evaluate that it was a gut reaction, and maybe she does mean more than I keep giving her credit for, I mean, I am here aren’t I. I chose to follow her.

“Have you been sleeping with her all along? Is she the reason for all this weirdness and breaking up?” She’s howling at me, the sounds of a shredded heart and broken soul and all I can do is stare at the black floor of...