His innocent weakness
Innocent, maybe even something I could let myself feel.
I felt a hand brush against my arm, and I turned to see Austin looking at me, his expression torn. He opened his mouth, then closed it.
He seemed hesitant. Like he wanted to speak, but he couldn’t find the right words.
“I,I didn’t mean for you to find out this way,” he started, voice low, almost a whisper.
“Missy I never wanted to hurt you. You have to believe me.”
I shook my head bitterly, the laugh that escaped me tasting sour.
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