Tears flow down my face as he held the knife against my throat. It shouldnât have gone this way, we were supposed to save each other, but instead we destroyed each other.
âAspen. Please.â I begged, my words could barley be heard above the roar of battle outside his door. âI love you.â
Something in his eyes softened and he lowered the knife. I took a deep breath taking in all the oxygen I nee...