He waits a second longer, probably hoping I’ll say something, but I don’t.
“I need you, Sadie… I want you, and knowing you’re hurting, knowing I’m the one that’s caused this rift between us, is killing me. Please let me fix this.”
I can hear the pain in his voice, and it’s f*****g gutting me… but how can I even let him in when my insecurities are screaming louder?
He tortured me because of her? How can I simply accept that he wants me? That he no longer has any feelings for her? That it's all in the past and that I am the one he sees. That I'm the only one he wants.
“Please, Sadie… let me just hold you. Let me make it right,” he says quietly.
I swallow. “I can’t… Not yet.”
He sighs, his breath hitching in a way that guts me.
“Okay… Whenever you’re ready, I’ll be here.”
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