C168 Elena, it's not too late

"Shut the fuck up!" he shouted, his frustration boiling over. He forced me to meet his gaze, his eyes filled with a mixture of anger and desperation.

Why didn't you fight back before, Paul?

My words echoed with a mixture of regret and confusion, seeking answers in the shadows of our tangled emotions.

I meant to hurt you, but instead of doing so, I hurt myself.

Instead of punishing you