Echoes of Heartache
Fu Yan pressed himself against the door, his ear flat against the hard, cold surface, trying to catch every word exchanged between Hirvan and Lu Hanbing. His uneasiness grew with every second.
"What are they talking about? What was that bang?! Lu Hanbing would not hit him, right?!"
He muttered under his breath.
He reached up, his hands sliding into his black hair. His fingers dug into his scalp, massaging in frustration, pulling at his hair as if he could release the tension building inside.
In the past few months, Fu Yan had experienced a whirlwind of emotions he hadn't thought possible. From the euphoria of falling in love and the joy of being with the person he loved, he tumbled into the depth of despair. Losing his love, Hirvan had been a brutal wound, but sharing him with Lu Hanbing was another kind of torment entirely. And there was the longing, fear, and hurt...