137 Dream time is up

Sebastian’s POV

As I watch her trying to engage me in a conversation, to keep me distracted with phony gratitude, I can taste only bitterness in my mouth no matter how much nerve–number I pour down.

I know why she could lie to me now– I’m no longer special to her.

I am to her now as is everyone else, a person she can use and not feel bad about it. Honesty is to her a ” solid base for marriage“. I ruined that marriage, and she is allowed to not give a damn to its base.

She was right. She built a home for me, for us. A real home, not just a house to live in, a harbor where I could relax from my day and recharge, where I was cared for to the extreme without paying anything.

I broke that heaven into pieces without realizing what I had.

even know like the most

bed, then she has to lie

conversation with me that she clearly hated, to have my phone, then she had to tolerate me. That’s how it

face my own doing…” I loathe the coward that I

one

prepared a gift for a month, just to ask one simple question. Now on the other end of an ask, I can’t even imagine where she found the courage and patience to ask over and over again, just for a piece

Ma’am,” The bartender brings up a drink for

in my chest makes me grab her wrist in sulk–

you the one who wanted

as if scared. Even such a move stings my eyes. She hates being close to me, and like a mean kid throwing a tantrum, I pull her seat into me, grabbing the back of her chair and keep

leave. She hasn’t returned my

distance between us. We used to have

my face. I miss her, so much. I never thought of myself as a Justful man. I didn’t want to have sex with Scar. I hated her for forcing my hand, and

Dream time

+25 BONUS

time with Scar, it became

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