Chapter201

#Chapter201

/"This isn’t us…this isn’t me./" He seems shocked that he could, even if he only restrained me and I break my heart at the expression on his face. /"Maybe she’s right? Maybe we are toxic for each other?/" He says numbly, mildly shocked, softly to himself, more so than at me and no longer bristling with anger. He moves further back, and that part of me that tries to shield me from pain finally, claws up and rears her bitchy head.

/"So, go back to her then. You’re perfect little domestic housewife. You clearly had a much easier life with her./" I spit through tears and racking breaths, rubbing my wrists to remove the burning feel of where he hurt me and hating that I’m doing this. Saying what I don’t mean, wounding, biting out at him.