Leilani
My heart felt like it was tearing into two. My voice was shaky when I spoke. “W-what are you saying...?”
He released my arms. “When I first met you, I knew exactly what I wanted. A good f**k. And I got it.” He slipped his hands back into his pockets again, so devilishly gorgeous towering over me and staring down at me with those eyes, subjecting me to his ruthless words. He was hurting me, but why did he have to look so… darkly beautiful while doing so?
“I don’t want to f**k you anymore, Leilani. You should stop whatever the f**k it is you think you’re doing and focus on living out the lie you have built all this time.” It was almost like I was a stranger to him. Some girl he had a one-night stand with.
It hurts. Everything he’s saying hurts.
I could only manage a pitiful wh
