“I’m sorry,” he said, desperation coloured his voice. Her face was closed off, no emotion showed, just a blank stare. “Please, give me a chance, start from scratch, he pleaded. He couldn’t go on without her, couldn’t imagine one more day without waking up next to her body and going to sleep without her.
They’ve been through this so many times, too many it seemed. He was an idiot. The world’s most famous athlete, the richest one, the most followed man on social media and he got himself a new title, world’s biggest fucking asshole.
How could he hurt her like this? How could he put her through something like this? Tears bubbled out of her eyes and he tried to reach for her but she lifted her hand and took a step back.
“I can’t do this anymore,” she whispered with a trembling voice. She couldn’t even look him in the eyes and he wasn’t even surprised.
Never once he’d thought they’d fall apart like this. They were perfect, she was perfect and he screwed it up.
“I’m going to make this right,” he stated, determined but she just shook her head.
“You can’t,” she said with a sob ripping through her before she closed the door. His heart shattered into pieces alongside hers and he had no one to blame but himself. He should have been better, done better, put as much effort into what they had as he put into his career. This could have last forever. She could have been the one and he messed it up.
But he was going to make this right, he was going to prove himself to her, prove that he could be the one she needed, just like she was the one who he needed.
