Escaping My Arranged Marriage With My Biker Student
“But that doesn’t make it easier.”
“It never does,” he replies. “But ya keep goin'. Ya hold onto whatever ya can, their smiles, their laughter. Ya use that to get through the day. And when ya get out, ya make damn sure they know it was all for them.”
His words hit deeper than I want to admit, and I sit in silence for a moment, starin' at the cold, gray floor. “She smiled,” I say finally, my voice softer. “When I joked with Caleb, she smiled. It wasn’t much, but it was somethin'.”