I Only Needed Your Face
His heart still belongs to me.
[Still waiting for him to come home tonight? Living alone must feel great, huh?]
[If you really can't take it, you could kneel and beg me. I might consider letting him go home tonight. Though honestly, he's so sick of you, he probably wouldn't want to.]
The messages were from June to November, month after month, almost every day.
Rage surged through Alban.
The friend continued, his voice lower, "Alban, we also found some things about Davina from when she was overseas. You should probably see this too."
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