She looked so fragile. I thought as Marielle opened the door of their house that morning. It's been two days since THE fight, and I knew I had to talk to her.
Again, she looked so fragile, it was as if she'd just faint any second. It wasn't just the way she looked--it was more of how she is from the inside.
"Come in," she said, after a couple of seconds and I followed her inside. "Carla's not here," she went on, "Your friend...What's her name...Oh, Mara, yeah, she picked her up this morning,"
"I didn't come here for Carla,"
"Oh,"
"Look..." I stammered, "I'm sorry. It's just...everything's a shock to me. But I'm here now, I'm here if you need me."
And that's when she broke down. Tears streamed down her face and she wrapped her arms around me. I hugged her back and held her. For a good few minutes, all she could do was cry.
"I'm sorry," she said, "Toby, I really am," and then she told me about the reading of Keith's will, the truth about her mother, last night's conversation with Carla.
"I just don't know what to do anymore," she said, "It's like my life's one big lie,"
"But now at least it's clearing up,"
"Yeah, but...Toby?"
"Yeah?"
"Will you stay with me?"
"You didn't have to ask," I shot back.
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Surviving Keith
RomansaToby and Marielle were head over heels in love.....and then something happened that will forever change their lives. Lies, secrets, and pasts abound. How will they deal?
