My Boxer Billionaire Ex

"I fucking love you, Winter. I have always loved you so fucking much my heart feels like it's going to explode when I look at you." His voice broke as the last word slipped from his lips.
I stood frozen in front of him, my chest aching, my throat closing around every truth I had spent years swallowing.
"Troy..."
"No," he said, stepping closer, his eyes burning with pain. "You don't get to say my name like that. Not after disappearing. Not after leaving me in that hospital bed. Not after making me think you hated me."
Tears blurred my vision, but I refused to let them fall.
Because if I cried, I would break.
And if I broke, I would tell him everything.
His jaw clenched as he looked at me, like he was fighting the urge to touch me and hating himself for still wanting to.
"You ruined me, Win," he said. "Do you understand that? I have all the money, all the titles, all the fame, and none of it means a damn thing because the only girl I ever wanted." He paused, looking away from me. "Never loved me."