How to need. (#3 How to series....)
- Lecturas 80
- Votos 8
- Partes 3
" Dont you get it?! I love you so much it hurts. So much i want to kill every woman that looks at you. Fo you think i don't regret. Everywhere i walk everybody stares at me with so much hate. I wish i could change my past but i can't-"
"Stop it Cora! I know you. You manipulative little skunk. You think im going to just forget what you did?! I hate you Cora. So much. I wish you could just die! I wish you died back then! Now get out! Get out of my house! NOW!" Adonis growled.
I could see hate i his eyes. What was i doing forcing a man to love me? Pathetic.
" Im sorry you think that about me. Just like everyone else. " I said tears threatening to spill off my eyes.
Maybe its finally its time to finally go away.
For real this time.
And forever.
I should have never come here.
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