"Why won't you let me in" I whispered. "Because I'm afraid that if I do, you won't like what you see and you will leave me" he said back then pecked my lips softly and left. "How can I leave you, when my own past is haunting me." I whispered lowly to myself as I looked at door that he had just closed while walking out. Book contains mature content and is not recommended for readers under the age of 18. All Rights Reserved Copyright @dafreakbarb @dafreak08