I Am Mustafin
I shove his hand out of my hair and push to my feet, unable to bear another moment of his cruel game.
“Because I love you!” The words tear from my throat before I can stop them, raw with weeks of pain. “Because even when you’re cruel, even when you hurt me, I still love you so much I can’t breathe with it.” My voice breaks as tears start falling freely. “Because every time you look at me like I’m nothing to you, it kills something inside me, and I still come back. I still—”