Arlo's pov:
It took me a few minutes to break down the door of our bedroom.
When I did , I saw her lying on the floor. Shaking, gasping and struggling to breathe.
Just looking at her broke my heart. The heart I kept protected at all times.
It hurt being helpless in front of her again. I couldn't do much. I just took her to a spare room and laid with her on the bed. I held her as tightly as I could not letting go.
She seemed like she was in another dimension, I couldn't bring her back from wherever she was so I stuck to rubbing her back and cuddling her.
It took her a while but she finally calmed down. More like passed out.
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I had so much left, to say
Romantizmsometimes the people we expect to stay with forever, and to trust, leave us... why? Is something she'll always ask herself. It is something that still haunts her. She wants to know if he wanted to teach her something, or if he wanted to hurt her, s...
