The Girl He Craves

Chapter 113

Sophie’s pov

I’m a bit lost for words. A bit startled. A bit dumbfounded. I’m not sure what I should say. Or what I should do.

I’m lost.

I’m confused.

But my heart leaped, twice, three times. I draw air into my lungs and continued to stare into his stormy gaze.

Was he speaking the truth?

The hard veil that had concealed all his emotions behind was torn. Vulnerability.

He was vulnerable.

Which meant, those words were true.

I gasped. Finally, my mind was working back, my body, my reaction. Late reaction, but can you blame me?

For a second there I thought he had frozen me completely.

“Wha-t?” Stammering words…..

He takes a step forward, eating up any bit of space that was left between us. My wet hands are fisted by my sides and my eyes have not left his face not once.

see every emotion that

one little flicker of dishonesty and lies, I would be shattered. My heart would not

our eyes would be leveled and he whispered. “I’ve

me pulling in a shaky breath. My tongue is tied, but my heart

brain is foggy though, I’m finding it difficult to hold air into my lungs. My knees are also weak, and I fear I might topple to them soon if

bored into my own, searching for anything.’ Please say something,” He

stared into his

in soft tone that was undoubtedly filled with curiosity

he loved me this long, why did he wait now to tell me so? Why did he bully me in high school

wasn’t making

myself anymore. They told me to go slow with you Sophie, but every time I’m in your presence I

Softer than they’ve ever

at me.

heartbeat spikes in my chest and my stomach fluttered

those years

gone through so much. Maybe we could’ve been together long before what happened. Maybe then…that tragedy wouldn’t have happened

go through all this instead of confessing.

emotion

I loved you then but wanted to hate you. I was angry at you. Those words you said to Mila that day…..it haunted me. I didn’t know they held so much weight, but they did. And they turned me into a monster

years weren’t the best and I wasn’t my best then. I was someone you should’ve hated, hell loathed. I was a fucking bully. You had every right to hate me and keep hating me. Those things I said to you and did were things I regret with my entire being. But there were times where I thought I could change. Like the times with you.” His thumb brushing

I got to

days were the best. And

all those times bullying you and I fully accepted that.” He stared

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