The more Darius listened, the more his grip tightened on Laurel. His fingers dug into her skin but she didn't point it out.
It felt good to be held like that.
Although it hurt, it wasn't the bad kind of pain. Almost like Darius was afraid of loosing her so he made sure his grip was tight enough.
Laurel leaned against his chest, narrating how her father never chose her, her step mother didn't love her and how Ashley often picked on her. She refused to say anything about Max. He had always been a neutral figure in her life, never picking sides and there was nothing to say about him.
"I am not saying all this to make you angry. It's just a part of me that I wanted to hide for the longest time from you," Laurel said softly, "To me, you and Scarlett are perfect. By bringing up my imperf
