Chapter 96. Raw Vulnerability

Gina’s POV

I lay on the bed for a while, tears streaming down my eyes as they soaked the dusty foam. Maybe I lingered there, hoping he would reach out to me, offering his comforting touch, a heated kiss on the neck, or pulling me to his chest in a warm embrace. I yearned to hear him tell me those words I longed to hear.

But he never came.

Fuck him.

I hated him now, as much as I loved him, and right now I wish my hatred would overpower the love. Maybe that way, I would be able to endure the agonizing ache in my heart. It hurt to cry, to breathe even, when my heart bled like this.

The pain was worse than I could imagine. It was unbearable, and I wished maybe I felt some kind of physical pain to distract me from the pain in my heart.

I slept off for a sho