All The Wrongs

He's 44. She's 25.
They say age is just a number.
Is it really?

•••••

They were never supposed to fall in love,
but they did.
As their hearts converged,
against their will.

He was a man defined by his rigid persona, an entity wronged by the past. His sole purpose was to survive in the world where everyone's existence is nothing less than detrimental to your own.

Except when it comes to his son, a flicker of hope in his diminished life. The only one whom he loved and lived for.

Until it changed when he crosses path with a woman, carrying calmness in her eyes and promises in her words.

He wanted to keep her to himself, desired the love which she had immense.

The only problem?

She was young, way too young.