The Nasty Side of Love
But instead, I had been so terrified that I buried myself in his arms.
Blake couldn't help but smile at the memory, though it quickly faded into a frown. It seemed he was truly losing his grip on reality.
After all, my love for him had always been so real, so beautiful. It must've felt like he was trapped in some twisted dream.
Blake couldn't stop himself from digging deeper, his curiosity driving him to uncover the painful truth.
But this time, I wouldn't forgive him so easily.
Standing in front of the hotel window, Blake tried to convince himself that it was all manageable.