ᅠ ⁣ ⁣ ᅠ 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐞͟𝐧𝐭.

Brows knit together, the weight of her question tugging at his chest. He raises his gaze to her, tone low and earnest—not having a single reason to lie to her. He wants to tread lightly through this, though he makes no mistake about how much she means to him. +

Crossing the room cautiously as if he were approaching a wounded animal. He eases himself onto the edge of the bed, careful not to crowd her space. The mattress dips beneath his weight and he stays still, elbows rested on his knees with hands clasped loosely. He stares down at +

Her words hit him like a punch to the gut, and the venom in her voice stings. He lets out a long, quiet breath, his shoulders sagging slightly as he wrestles with his own emotions. He shifts his weight, his hand carding through his curls as his jaw tightens. Leaving was the +