Late

Chapter 23

Leigh’s Pov

Without saying anything else, Felix moved away from the door. Running his right hand through his dark hair before he sat down at the edge of the bed.

I stared up at him in anticipation, from his bedroom floor. Silently waiting for him to reprimand me for being such a burden. Waiting for him to tell me that he hadn’t signed up for this. For him to tell me that l was ruining his life and that l was dramatic.

But I was certainly not prepared for what he had to say next.

“Leigh l don’t understand you”, Felix began in a defeated tone.

He was sitting on the edge of the opposite side of the bed. And had his back towards me, so I could not see what his expression looked like as he spoke.

“But l can’t really say l tried. In all honesty, I never wanted to try. To me you were just some girl l was forced to marry”, Felix said, with a small shrug of his shoulder.

“This might sound selfish, but l just want my life back.” Felix paused a little before he spoke again.

“But