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CHAPTER FORTY-ONE

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I think longing has to be one of the most underrated emotions.

We tend to overlook just how much it could munch at one's soul and make you feel incomplete. That emotion and separation anxiety was a volatile combination.

And I think what made it more dangerous was how it ate at you slowly, almost unnoticeable at first until that voidness is all you can think of.

I was happy.

I was happy that the kind of love I wanted, I finally had it and I was sane enough to know that it was real. I knew I only just met him, but his presence had sort of eradicated any thought of being with any other person and thinking of them as an endgame for me.

I knew without a doubt that he was an endgame for me. What I had with him, I didn't want it with anyone else.

But then, doubts had begun creeping in because I hadn't seen him since the moment we shared that morning in my kitchen. It had lodged a lot of questions within me, stirring my insecurities like a pot of arsenic that poisone
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