My heart just shattered into a thousand pieces as I held in a gasp.
Killian, the pillar of strength, understanding, fairness and such tenderness.
I wanted to cry on his behalf. I wanted to rage on his behalf. I wanted to teleport to my in-laws and let Angel have a field day.
I grabbed his hand, me, not Angel. Needing to touch him, let him know I'm here, let him... oh god I've been an i***t!
Here I was too busy in my head, overthinking about everything from my past and trying to see if I could trust him. I need to step back and not overreact. I need to give him a chance to explain. HE ISN'T MY EX!
"... My mother only used her words which father would then back up with discipline if he could, depending on the situation." He squeezed my hand before looking down at it.
“Words in thems
