Kylan
Nola is lying on my sofa, her head in my lap. Her stress seems to have disappeared, which is good. Maybe I overstepped when I hit her boss, but he needed it. I was glad she is away from the place. I was not going to stand back and let him treat my girl like that. My girl, I should stop calling her that because she isn’t, not officially, but a massive part of me wants her to be. I don’t have the guts to tell her what I want because I am no good for her. I can’t have a real relationship with Nola because I know how it will end. I don’t want to break her heart. We are already in too deep. I never planned on letting it get this far between us, but here we are. I should walk away, but I can’t. I don’t want to.
I glance down at Nola as her attention is on the movie. I can’t explain wha
