CHAPTER 73
MIGUEL
Friya had been containing those tears since she saw me near the elevator. It broke my heart to see her distressed like this, but we had to go through this stage to clear everything between us…before we could think of anything beyond what we had…before we could fight for a future--hopefully together.
We have to be painfully honest with each other even if it hurt us both in the end.
Friya to me was like holding a living flame in my hands–sensuous, intense, and fiercely hot. I could get burned, and seared yet…I would be unwilling to let go. Despite the perceived intensity of pain, despite the heartache that she could cause me. I couldn’t let her go…more so I couldn’t decide for us.
What would happen to us would all depend on Friya’s decision.
I wanted to confine her
