Chapter Twenty
Michael's POV
I had asked Linda to leave me. But when she agreed and left me there standing alone, to deal with myself then I realized that I wanted more of her. More than she had allowed to give me.
For more than twenty minutes, I just stood there like a mannequin and tried to convince myself by saying, “She can't handle your heavy feelings right now, bastard. Calm your a*s down.”
But no.
For someone who prides himself for his control and clear thinking, I lost all control over myself.
Thus, after standing there for what felt like a whole lifetime but maybe just twenty minutes, I walked into the direction where I saw her leave earlier. It was only when I was halfway to the bathroom that I heard her distinct voice calling for help. Listening to the familiar voice plea
