Latte Darling: Book Two of The Darling Series

Feeling even worse than I did before, I curl onto my side, putting my back to the bedroom door and Axel’s side of the bed.

Axel’s side of the bed. It’s become that. And the thought of it being empty again, forever, tears at my sanity.

Breathe.

While I took my time in the bathroom, scrubbing the ruined makeup from my face and brushing my teeth, Axel was in my kitchen. Making me tea.

I press my lips together and exhale through my nose.

I can’t start crying again.

And if he does anything else nice for me, I’ll break down and tell him everything.

Every nasty word that woman said to me.

Every word that has sunk into my brain.

Every word that I’m terrified might be true.

Slow inhale.

I can’t take him acting like this, so caring, while I’m lying to him.

He’s being sweet and I’m being deceitful, and it makes me feel like the worst kind of human garbage.

Axel doesn’t deserve this.

He doesn’t deserve a broken girl, with her broken heart and broken feelings.

A tear escapes my eye, slipping down and soaking into my pillow.

I need to do better.

Or I need to let him go.

I can’t drag him down into my misery.