Daniel’s pov

The door slammed shut, the sound echoing in the sudden silence of my apartment, my legs gave out. I fell to the ground, sinking onto the floorboards, my head dropping to my knees.

The cold mask I had worn shattered as my body shook.

It was a lie, all of it, every cold word, every harsh accusation. I wanted her, I wanted her back more than I wanted my next breath. The pain was a physical ache in my chest. I had pushed her away, I had hurt her.

Why did I lie to her and now my ...