Broken

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---Shehry's POV ---

"What?" I asked shocked.

"I love you," she said.

"Are you sure? I mean how is that even possible?" I asked.

"I was full of broken things. They were scattered in my mind and in my heart. I often wondered if there was someone who had the strength and the patience to fix me," she said.

"And I fixed you?" I asked confused.

She nodded.

"I'm so confused," I said.

"Seeing you are the only one that showed up right now, I think that you do care. Maybe my background wasn't perfect for you, but I realized that you do care. Remember, when you forced me out of the bed and onto the couch and my bangle broke causing a scar on my arm?" She asked.

I nodded.

"I noticed everytime that you everytime you noticed it, you felt guilty. No matter how much you tried to hide it," she said.

I smiled at that.

"I'm really sorry," i said.

"I just wanted you to know everything before we go our separate ways," she said.

I took her hand in mine.

"Don't worry about anything. I'm not letting you going anywhere away from me," I said.

"It's too late Shehry," she said.

"It's okay. I'll just call them and tell them to cancel the papers," I said.

"Bye Shehry,"she said as her eyes closed the heart monitor showed a straight line.