Owned By Night
Silence stretched between us, thick with tension.
I should have been angry.
I was angry.
But more than that, I was hurt.
I had let him in, I had given him everything.
And now he was throwing me away like it meant nothing.
I swallowed hard, forcing myself to stand tall. “If you really wanted to push me away, you wouldn't have brought me into this in the first place.”
His lips parted slightly, as if he wanted to say something.
But he didn't.
Instead he turned away. And that hurt more than anything.