~ Paul
I couldn't stop thinking about her, even though she was now under another man's roof. No matter how much I tried to push her out of my mind, the urge to check up on her was overpowering. My heart pounded in my chest, each beat a painful reminder of the situation I was in.
The pain wasn’t because she left; she had every right to go wherever she wanted. It was because I couldn’t see her. I didn't understand what had gone wrong between me and Moses, but I knew visiting her would only bring unwanted attention to myself.
A deep sigh escaped my lips as I sat at the dining table, staring blankly at the soup that had long gone cold. My hand hovered over the spoon, gently twirling it in the bowl. Life had changed in ways I never imagined. She was my life, and now, she had been taken from
