the heartbreaker

fillie.

"God, can't we just start over?" He pleads, for the last time.

"Finn. I don't know if I can do it..."

"Millie please. God, I love you, can't you see that? Isn't that all that matters in these types of situations?"

I sigh deeply. My waters have been tested in the last few weeks when suddenly I realise that Finn and I had reduced ourselves to that back and forth couple that are way to clingy and overall confusing. That isn't what I want for my future. This isn't how I planned it. But there is no way that I'm going to argue with the fact that I do want him in my future. So with a quick sigh, I put my hand out in front of me.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Millie Brown."

(sequel to the good girl)