Hidden Scars

Austin closed the door as he walked into the room, his back on the door. I watched him close his eyes, and just let himself breathe. I wasn't going to kid myself, I knew it would be hard for him to completely be over Catherine to the point where even resenting her feels useless, but...it still stung a little. More so, because I understood him.

"Austin..."

He opened his eyes and turned away. "The food is getting cold."

I walked to him and wrapped my arms around him, closing in on him from behind. My hand went up to his chest where I could feel the rapid beat of his heart, fueled by anger and resentment.

"You know, Austin...I really hope there will come a time when you...will be so over her that even resenting her will feel baseless. I want to wait for a day when I will heal all of those wounds that you will have no more room for resentment. No more room for all this anger. I really hope I am able to love you that much." I slightly moved my fingers, just as he held my hand, then slowly