Melia's POV
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I didn't want to see Ashton.
I know I should want to, he loves me after all but something inside me ached and told me that it's a horrible idea.
To make me feel less guilty, though, I told the nurse to somehow let him know I'm alive. I made sure he only said alive - not alive and well. I am definitely not well; just alive.
All I can think about is how I wish it would have worked, that I would have died in that creek right there and then. I know, it's selfish but I can't help it. I am still breathing heavy breaths that turn into coughs and I don't want to anymore.
Maybe I'll try again, I thought as the nurse walked through the doors.
"Good morning Melia, you have a visitor."
And in walked the last person I wanted to see, Ashton.
As soon as he entered my room everything was filled with colour once again. As much as I didn't want to see him, I definitely did miss everything being bright and colourful.
I groaned, holding my side and sitting upright. I wasn't sure what to say, every word and thought left my body.
He didn't know what to say either. Instead, he walked toward me and let our lips collide. His kisses were filled with anger and I could taste the trail of vodka on his lips. His hands ruffled my hair as he smiled, never letting our lips detach.
And as he pressed more kisses along my jaw guilt poured over me I realized that I do not love this man. Everything I have been telling myself has been a lie. I do not love him,
I am in love with him.
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Romance"Without you I'm colourblind; it's raining everytime I open my eyes." Her life was a black and white movie; literally. Until she met the boy who painted her a clear blue sky. Without him she's lost, insecure, and to top it all off, colourblind. **...
