Two Rivers Isle he [m]et a girl who wore versace

one thing came after another. and as she went on, she crumbled under her own weight. it was painfu to witness. he should have kept walking, damnit. why did he have to turn around? this was only getting worse.

“look i’m sorry ok?” his voice was strained. “i’m not trying to hurt you! this is just really stressful. i mean look at me, my mate is probably pregnant with my kids and i’m just out here-”

lower your voice. someone may hear you. breathe.

“i shouldn’t have come out here in the first place. or i should have just said no. i should have said something.” he stepped a little closer. “you may not believe me now but i really don’t want you to leave. everything’s gonna be ok, we’ll get through this together. just, please don’t leave.”