•GISELLE•“Elle,” he whispered. "You don't have to forgive me now, but please don't send me away. I want to be here today. I want to be here with you." My heart raced. I hated that he could still do this to me. I hated that my body remembered him even when my mind screamed warnings.“I don’t want to hurt anymore, Noah,” I admitted softly.“You won’t,” he answered. "I never want to see you hurt because of me." I searched his face for deception, for manipulation, for even a flicker of the old Noah who thought he could bend the world to his will. But I wasn't even sure if I'd be able to recognize him. He stood up and leaned closer. We stood close enough that I could feel his warmth through the thin fabric of my shirt. My breath grew uneven, and I was painfully aware of every inch of space between us."I am so sorry for everything I did wrong to you," he muttered. "I never meant to hurt you." My chest tightened.For years, I had imagined this moment differently. I imagined screaming
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