A love unscripted
Her chest rose and fell rapidly and the marble floor beneath her feet suddenly felt too cold, too real.
"He never saw me, not really," she whispered to the empty room. “They all wanted Connel and used me. I knew the real him and I loved him." Her voice cracked.
Connel walked in and before he could take a step forward Tori burst out, “You think you can just walk away, Connel?" Tori's voice cracked as her fingers curled tightly around the wine glass. “You think you can leave all this behind?” her shoulders trembled but she forced her chin up. “You think you can walk away from me, from us, from everything we've built together? You never had a choice, Connel. Not then, not now.”