![]() Besides my parents, school, and Asher, she was always at the forefront of my mind for as long as I could remember. I’d go out of my way to celebrate in some way with her. I’d always remember her birthday or events happening in her life. I suppose maybe in the back of my mind there were some signs. Of course, that all came after I fucking broke her heart, but what the hell was I supposed to tell her back then? To me, she was still the young girl I was extremely protective of. The idea of the woman who would be my wife one day was still fuzzy in my mind. ![]() I’d made promises to myself years before that I wasn’t going to be like a lot of the men that run in the circles of our world. I was still a teenage boy confused as fuck. I don’t think she knows how much that not only hurt me, but it killed my mom too. Hell, she never came back to the Silverstein estate after that. I mean, she was barely a teenage girl telling me that she loved me, and one day she wanted me to be her husband and wouldn’t be happy if I took some other girl to prom. ![]() I’d bet my life all those years ago after I’d shut her down that she vowed to herself that she was done with me. ![]()
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