Scarlett
You are mine.
Every inch of you belongs to me.
Each time I close my eyes, I feel his fingers gripping my face and his words caressing my lips. Damn, fücking arsehôle. I just can't seem to get rid of him. I wiped the tears off my cheek, they were persistent sliding down my cheeks even when I didn’t want them to. I hate him for it too.
He was unbelievable. I couldn't believe that he had an audacity to come here and say that I was his. I wasn’t. I meant it when I said that that I didn't care about him anymore. I was done wanting for things that should've been mine without asking for them. He stole and broke my dreams of being with him and building a family with green eyed little devils when he kissed someone else. When he hurt where he shouldn't have. He once said that he'd kill
