C40 The Traitor

Sheer panic pumped through my lungs. I should’ve never told him the truth. I should’ve just let him believe there was a chance. Maybe eventually he would’ve gotten over Isabelle. Maybe, eventually we could’ve been happy together.

But I had too much respect for him. And as I paced the damp tunnels, I couldn’t bear the regret I felt tightening my chest. I had ruined it. I had ruined everything