Fuel Me, Break Me, Love Me
Jena shakes as sobs leave her and I almost turn the video off, because my own heart can only take so much, but then she says the words that I have been dying to hear, the confirmation I didn’t know I needed to hear from her own lips.
“I love him too.” Jena says, and then the video cuts off, my heart pounding in my chest, unsure of what emotion to feel at the moment. Joy, because she said she loved me, that she still loves me, or heart ache at seeing her cry in Mila’s arms because of me. In the end, the sadness and joy turns into determination as I turn the recorder back on and continue where I had left off. It is time that she learns exactly how I feel, and this time, I am going to do it her
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