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Not Afraid to Die

ATHENA’S POV

Everyday I woke up, there was always something I hoped would happen. It varied from time to time but there was always something.

Sometimes it was that I wished I’d just die and finally be free. Other times it was me wanting to give life hell and show it just how much I could survive regardless of the shit I get thrown at me.

A cry escaped my lips when Nero stepped on my fingers without a care in the world. He kept on walking even when he knew what he did but it wasn’t like I had expected any ounce of kindness from him.

I wiped my tears as I stared at my hand. It was badly bruised but at least it wasn’t broken.

Each time Nero did something to hurt me, my heart broke. And each time I could feel my resentment for him build up to a point where I didn’t want to be anywhere near him. I wanted to allow my hate knit my broken heart. And I did, I stopped questioning why he wouldn’t love me like I loved him.

Loved, I reminded myself.

I had stopped loving him, instead I was question
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