IN MY STEPSON’S BED
Even if I was going down, he didn’t have to go down with me.
I nuzzled deeper into his chest, breathing in the comfort of him, when I heard his deep voice rumble beneath me.
“Are we really going to end this?”
I didn’t respond with words. I simply nodded, my head still resting on his chest. I felt the way it tightened under me.
“You’ve broken my heart, Dianne.”
“I’m sorry,” I whispered. “I promise... you’ll be fine.”
“Not without you. I can’t, and you know that. You’ve ruined me—forever.”
Bab Populer