His Confession, My Shattered World

through the sterile corridors of St. Luke' s, my footsteps quiet, my heart a dull thud in my ears. I didn't kno

ed, her face pale but still radiating that inherent, captivating beauty. Finn was per

was a low growl, filled with a mixture of an

n. "I didn't want to bother you. And... and Elva. W

We've already said it. We've admitted it. We l

We just can't. We have to go back to how things were. You... you need to go back to Elva." Her

cheeks. "Don't say that, Carly. Please, don't say that

e window, avoiding his gaze. "It's the only

. I'm not leaving you. I'll stay right here. I'll take care of you." He pic

just go, Finn." With a sudden, frustrated cry, she swept her hand across the table, sen

already sent the nurse home. I'm staying." He pulled out a small paring knife and a green apple from a frui

ho had sworn to protect me, was gone. He was replaced by this man, this fiercely loving, utterly devot

l the old memories, all his whispered promises, felt like ghosts. He had looked at me with such adoration, such certainty

d into a different kind of pain, a dull ache of resignation. The boy who

wanting to. I walked out of the hospital, leaving th

t flowed, it shifted, it found new channels

the hospital. I was a girl who had grown up with nothing, clinging to the hope of a stable family, a loving partner. I ha

each other. And

of the airplane engines. "Goodbye, my found famil