My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 62

Chapter 62 A Dagger To The Heart

Jacob

As I watched her leave, I crumbled from within. It took every ounce of strength to resist the urge to rush to her and admit that every word I had uttered was nothing but a fucking lie. Just fucking lies I made sound like the only truth.

Fuck...

The way she had stood at my doorstep, wearing that delicate white dress, her hair still slightly damp, eyes reddened, and the traces of the previous night's turmoil etched on her face- it broke me. She seemed so fragile and broken, as if the gentlest touch might shatter her further.

What had I done? Damn it!

A defeated sigh escaped my lips. The memory of her tear-stained face, the pain in her eyes, and the tremor in her voice haunted my thoughts. I had already hurt her deeply, and now, with the hurtful words I had spoken, I knew I had pushed her far away. I had set fire to the bridge that connected me to my life, my dreams, my peace, and everything I held dear.

She had been the only light I'd ever found in this dark existence, and I had just extinguished it. But, I had to do it, to make it easier for her to move on.

"Shit, Danica, You fucked me up pretty bad," I cursed, running my fingers through my hair.

I could hardly catch my breath at this point. She looked utterly broken. Even the faintest hint of the smile that had always adorned her beautiful face was absent. Her eyes had spoken volumes, even though she hadn't said a word. I could sense every emotion she must have felt, every ounce of pain and anger.

I just broke the most perfect thing I had ever found.

She was everything I had ever longed for in this life. Before her, things were good, but they were far from perfect. I went through life, laughing and passing the days like any other, but after her... I felt complete. I had a reason to keep living, to cherish someone.

She was my missing piece... goddamn it!

person I

Because... she deserved better.

know it's a stupid reason but, that

to the wounds of my past. She deserved someone better than me, someone who wouldn't leave her with regret, someone who was simply right for her. She shouldn't have to spend her entire life untangling the mess of my past. She was young, with so much left to explore in this world. Perhaps, while this relationship had become

bear the thought of her looking back one day and regretting choosing someone like

have the courage to be her regret...because I knew what it was like

labyrinth of fucked-up memories and hidden traumas, ready to pounce on me when I least

the warmth of her breath, the silky touch of her skin against mine-how could

if we ended up together, and sooner or later, it might lead her to regret her choices. I was

way,

lose more staying with me than

Flashback:

evident as we stood at the end of the long corridor. She had every right to

take some time to explain, especially given that Danica is fucking

Danica," I said, moistening my lips and tucking my hands into my pockets. "I know it may seem wrong, but I just can't help it. I know you already know the rest, so I just want to tell you that...none of it was planned, okay? None expected it- none of us. It just happened, naturally, almost out of control," I sighed, "And, Evelyn and I...we're in love, and

had been friends since college, just like I was

I didn't care. All I knew was that no matter what I lost, I wasn't going to let go of my Evelyn. Not for

Jacob?" Danica glared at me, her anger palpable, "I can't believe you. That's my fucking daughter, for heaven's sake, Jacob. You watched her grow up, and now you're screwing with her behind our backs? Aren't you ashamed? Did you even

ended up surrendering everything to Evelyn.

I'd done behind Samuel's back, but I didn't regret a

but I couldn't stop myself. Sometimes, shit happens! We have no control over it. I love her, and yes, before you ask, I'm deadly serious about her.

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