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"You disgust me." "I'm sorry," I say again, but it sounds weak even to me. "I tried to be nice to you." Her voice trembles. "But I won't let a child ruin the future I've planned." She pulls out her phone, thrusting it into my hands. My fingers shake as I stare at the screen. It's a video. Of me and Luca. Last night, on the beach. "Jane was right," Wren says quietly. "She was taking a walk, thought you were just drunk teenagers. But it was you." Her laugh is hollow. "How could I have been so stupid?"

Her eyes meet mine and says, "Jessie, before I met you, I was broken. I was a pile of broken pieces, a mess left behind when I lost my late wife nearly three years ago. "This last year I've felt those broken pieces meld together only to shatter again a couple days ago. They shattered when you and our daughters left me for an old wedding tradition. I've never felt so lost during those hours than I did growing up. "I stand before you now and vow to love you till my last breath. I know I've come close a few months ago and I'm sorry. I vow to be your strength as the days unfold, your shelter, your home. I vow to cherish every moment I can grasp," she chokes with a smile, reaching up to wipe my t

I had to know which part exactly she was sorry for. The heavy rain did not stop me from driving like that mad man she made out of me. It was when my car broke down in the middle of the road that I realized that I took the Mercedes which needed servicing from my car mechanic. I got a text from my uncles saying her flight was delayed due to the rain. It was still heavily raining, and her flight was due in thirty minutes. It was impossible to get a cab in that weather, so I took my only alternative; running to the airport. It was a fifteen-minute drive away from where I was. If I ran, I hoped that I could make it just in time. I left my phone and jacket inside the car and left it at the side of

Let it destroy me. I wanted every piece. Every dark, messy, beautiful part of this. Of him.

"You know, getting back to where everything has started." My chewing mode went slow as I realized what he is referring to. Is he talking about showing myself to them again? To get back where I found my comfort zone? The place where I found myself? The place where I was able to build myself but still ended up broken and ruined. I couldn't even able to find the debris' of my wretched self. I gulped and shook my head afterwards. "I do not have the plans to. I am already getting enough with myself."

Just silence. And it wrecked me.

He said with such confidence in his face and with a smirk. "you just made the biggest mistake of your life. messing with me? huh?" I threatened with a smirk. I wasn't sure of what I was going to do but one thing that is sure is that I wasn't going to let this slide. never. I left slamming the door with rage.

Elias sat with his hands still gripped around the plastic steering wheel. The water was already past his shoe soles, pools of it gathering in the footwells, reflecting the dim orange light from the instrument cluster like oil on a road. He didn't move. He didn't try the key again. He knew the breakdown of a cracked manifold; you don't get a second chance once the river gets into the cylinders.

Hey Guys. To the amazing ladies and gents, I'm using this medium to appreciate the lot of you who have taken and dedicated your time to read and review my book, Wrenched. I'm saying a very big thank you to you all, with a wide smile on my face. I would also like to let y'all know that I see and appreciate the constructive criticism in the reviews. Wrenched is unedited and sometimes I go through the chapters and edit certain grammatical errors and misspelt words. But I haven't officially delved into editing the chapters yet. The first few chapters are pretty much error free because I have gone over those ones a lot, but the other chapters, especially the recently updated ones I understand the