Chapter 71

Chapter 71

or the

resignation pape

papers to Kylan

She ripped her heart out when she gave

Katrina hadn't wanted to. She wanted to work with Rylan, to help Kylan, to know Kylam

The further she fell into him, sank into him, felt for him, the harder it became to step away. Which was the very reason she knew the needed to

only for now.

For now. Hopefully only

Kylan Ross was a beautiful person. He had a wonderful heart, a giving soul, and a smirk that could weaken even the most steel set of knees.

Kylan Ross was a broken man. He had a troubled mind, a soul lorked far away, and a frown that broke her own heart.

She recognized bits of herself in him. In his behavior and in his fear. There were remnants of her own trauma,

na, her own heartache from her mother walking out on her that are at her soul.

However, she had put in the work. She had strived with a therapist for years to get to a place where she felt stable. Where the felt cafe in the walls of her own mind.

It was clear Kylan had never confronted his demons, whatever they all may be. It was obvious he had yet to heal. To be angry be angry Really angry. And not only the surface-level kind of anger everyone knew he carried with him. What had he been throught What shackled his heart, his spint?

What were the contents of his nightmares! What fueled him to get his cardinal tattoo?

let himself

What made him pull her in, shower her with affection, with love, and with words that made her melt into him? What made him push her away. deny her leave her

stick it out with him. To

had tried. Daman,

talk about things, if he didn't want to if he was too broken to. She couldn't fix him. She couldn't force

she had to worry about herself. Her own mental health. Her

lost track of how many times she cried. How often she wallowed in her sadness. She couldn't count the number of instances she fought herself not to call Kylan. To lash out at him. To beg

was exhausting. It was

chaos with Kylan, opening up to her father, and telling him everything helped her see both the situation and herself clearly. She could both have compassion for Kylan and respect for herself. The two could coexist within her heart, but she had to let Kylan go. She had to let him know that

soul that he was really held no animosity for Kylan. Nor

up for her. Had helped her. Had opened up to her. Had been vulnerable

wasn't so simple. None of it was

was a human being. Kylan was a human being. He was just Broken. Floundering. Drowning in grief he didn't

father encouraged her to take a step back i Ross Corp, and from Kylan, it wasn't to

for

themselves. You can love them, but even from a distance. From a

father's wisdom, his guidance it was everything. It was more than she needed to know that she was making the right decision by

fix Kylan. She couldn't make hun see reason if the only thing he was really seeing was his darkness, hus uner turmoil, and the shakus that haunted the halls of his

She cared for him more than she ever karwar would. She wanted him

She cared for herself,

devastating. It was painful.

Yet, she would

she deserved to acknowledge that her part in trying to peel back the layers that were Kylan Ross was

as she watched his

it through that day, because Aaron and Maine came over to her house that night. They held

have done without them holding

because who

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Day four.

her resignation papers to

She glanced at the small watch adorning her wrist, taking note that she had one more minute left before the tea

another gloomy, overcast day and she was burnt out and ready for a break

to everyone lately. Absolutely anyone that he came in contact with. Everyone, that is, apart

her, he was nearly zombie-like. He was dry. Curt. Robotic. His eyes had never been more hardened, his gaze never more unreadable than

to keep her

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