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66 — I don't want Mommy to cry.

SELENA

"I'm sorry," Christopher whispered, his breath hot against my hair. I felt my stomach churn, my throat tightening as I struggled to hold back the bile rising in my throat. I had believed his apology the first time, accepting that it was a mistake. But now, hearing him say those words again, I couldn't help but feel sick. I could no longer bring myself to believe him.

"Sorry" had become a dirty word to me, one that left a bitter taste in my mouth. Every time I heard it, I felt a stab of pain in my heart. It was a word that had lost all meaning, a hollow gesture that couldn't fix what was broken. I wished I could erase it from my vocabulary, erase it from my life. I wish I could lose my hearing so I would stopped hearing that word.

"I swear, I didn't mean to hurt you," he said, his voice thick with emotion. But I wasn't having it. I placed my hands on his chest and pushed him away from me, unable to stomach his excuses any longer. I couldn't let him off the hook, couldn't let him
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