Rihanna's P.O.V
I noticed him lean in, something I wasn't expecting. I instantly cleared my throat and looked away, causing him to awkwardly let his hold on me go.
"Sorry." He murmured as he ran a hand through his hair and we both began strolling through the streets once again.
It wasn't him. It was me. After what I'd done I wasn't sure if I could bring myself to any sort of encounter with a man. Physically and emotionally. I still hadn't forgiven myself and part of me knew I never would.
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No Love Allowed.
General FictionRobyn Rihanna Fenty never dreamed of the day she'd end a life, let alone her own fiancé's, Chris. Battling through an abusive relationship for more than 7 years was tough at a high extent. Now, moving location, changing her identity and traits Robyn...
