C55 Benjamin is mine

Guilt pushes a lump into my throat, I hide my hands behind my back and my heart cracks at his pained smile. I am not an awful person but I need to protect myself. His thumb brushes my cheek. Oh, God.

“I want my Juliet back,” Ben whispers with a small smile that doesn’t transfer to my lips. His worried eyes take in my appearance. My flustered face and pouted lips but I don’t say a word to him