Damien
I woke up before my alarm. That has become the norm these days. I could barely sleep all night. I kept thinking about what I was about to do to Serena. It was unfair, and that much, I knew.
I'd made hard decisions in the past, fuck I've made hard decisions all my life but now, this felt like the hardest of them all.
The reality of what I was doing to her was eating me so fucking much. Last night, I'd come so close to confessing to her about everything. Who Vanessa was, Pedro, the mafia entanglements I had in the past, everything completely.
But I couldn't, I just couldn't because I knew she'd try to stay. Try to convince me or herself that she was built for this and can handle it, thereby making me worry even more.
Coupled with the fact that I loved her way too much to let her be worried about my past. She was still young and beautiful. If I let her go now, however it might hurt, she'll be able to start afresh. New life, new partner, new everything in fact.
