Born To Die || H.S

Born To Die

The second I walked into the room with my husband with another girl, my heart stopped.

My world crumbled. My mind spiralled. My blood ran cold. It felt as if a knife was slowly tearing my skin, and stabbed me in the heart.

I should've expected it.

Our marriage was falling apart.

I dropped to my knees and let out a blood curdling scream. Harry ran over to me, covering himself with the white duvet, and shouted my name.

"Lana, I-"

"Why?" I sobbed. He didn't answer. He looked down on me guiltily. My heart was heavy in my chest as I let out loud, choked sobs.

I should've known that our love was born to die.