Love Makes Me Believe
I grabbed the hem of his jacket, pleading, “Please… take me to the hospital first… I’m begging you…”
His voice was icy, completely void of warmth. “Elyssa… bravo. You deserve an Oscar for that performance.”
He brushed my fingers off the fabric with a flick and strode after Raya.
My throat felt like it was on fire, my breaths coming in shallow, panicked gasps.
In desperation, I swept the glass off the table.
It hit the floor, shattering into a thousand pieces.
And my heart shattered right along with it.