Liana POV
Panic creates havoc in me as Axel undresses. My eyes fixated on the mark on his neck. I did that. Me, the girl crying her eyes out because he left me. Why would he want to stay? Look what I have done to him!
He has been apologizing and asking for forgiveness when it should be me grovelling in front of him. I was the moron falling in love, I am solely responsible for my broken heart. It is not his fault. And I am the one who inflicted physical pain, not him. For f**k’s sake, I scarred him.
“It’s not nothing,” I shout as I grab his hands before he can pull down his boxers.
“Please,” I beg softly as I look at him. “I’m the one that should be apologizing, not you.”
“It’s not what you think,” he smiles sadly. “It doesn’t hurt.”
“Bullshit,” I grunt and gently lay my fingers on th
