Aven's POV
My heart leaps and my hands begin to shiver on hearing his voice. It wasn't like this at first. His voice used to bring a smile on my face but now...it brings fear and sadness.
I always ask myself what I did wrong. Did I not love him enough?? Wasn't I enough?? How did our fairytale story turn into this?? It's turned into something I'm scared of.
"Hey", I flinch in response to his touch. His touch which used to warm me now stings.
I gulp and turn around to face him.
"Le...o" "How was your day??", his broad smile creeps me out. My eyelids begin to flutter as I gaze into his dark brown eyes which has been destroyed by its puffiness and redness. He looks pale and reeks of alcohol. "You look tired", he cups my face. "Leo...", I gently take his hands off my face. "What are you doing here?", I ask.
My question brings confusion to his face. "What do mean by what am I doing here??", he frowns. "I'm here to welcome you back home", his frown instantly changes into a smile. "My baby girl is..."
"Leo stop this", I cut him short. "Stop what??", he looks at me with a confused look.
"Stop doing this to yourself. You're better than this. And...I'm not your baby girl. We're over. Just accept it".
I gather up courage to bring out these words. His eyes are filled with anger and pain.
"Leave my house...and don't come back...ever"
I walk out of the kitchen fighting back tears as I head to my room. My chest burns. It hurts. But this is what's best for me...and him.
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JUST....??
RomansaJust acquaintances? Just friends? Just lovers? Just a fling? Just what? Within a circle of games, deception, money, power, love, lust. Who will you choose to be? "Why don't you get it? He doesn't love you", he says for like the eleventh time today. ...
