I could hear his heart beating loudly in his chest, as though trying to let itself out of its prison as though the confinement was not keeping it safe but wrecking its peace. The odd thing was I find solace in knowing that I did this to him. I knew this how? Simple. I was the only one in the room, I could feel his gaze on me and it had not stirred away.
I now pronounce you husband and wife
till death do us apart
my love
my hope
my peace
"You need to relax, I don't think your heart can take much more of the pain that you are putting yourself through," I whispered, allowing my eyes to stay closed.
"How can I when I finally did something I never thought I would do in my entire life as a playboy..."
"So you admit that you are a deranged fuck boy?"
"Well when you put it like that, why should I even stop since I'm so 'deranged'?" he teased.
