My secret lover
We were practically empty, and I really wish someone had warned us about times like that and what to do.
‘‘I’m here to gather all your pieces. Just fight to hold on. And then they will fit again, we’ll do it in the name of love,’’ Apollo whispered before kissing my forehead.
Apollo just kept holding me, no reason needed, I knew it was just to keep me there, with him.
All the scenes, all the lines of this story, every word of those pages were simply slipping from my hands, and I was so scared of how this would end. If it would end.