How could I tell her my heart split in two every time she smiled at me? My blood heated at her sassy smile. My body broke at her touch, and my breath stilled when she spoke.
She owned my heart long before she ever left with it.
It’s been nine long months since she disappeared from my life, leaving me with nothing but ghosts, regrets, and the memory of what could have been.
On the outside, I’m the same man I’ve always been—hard, dangerous, untouchable. Inside? I’m barely holding the pieces together.
Now she’s missing and my heart tells me she’s in danger. I should have fought for her. Told her the truth. I was a fool to ever let her go.
