Breyson's P.O.V
"This is so wrong Bel. We can't do this." I repeated. Trying as much as I can to distance myself and cool the fire that was already heated up.
"You are married." I added while lifting her hand that had the ring on.
"I'm sorry but I can't." I concluded. Got the T-shirt and helped her dress up.
"That marriage was a mistake. It shouldn't have happened. Besides, I've never been intimate with Dave. It has always been you and I definitely intend to keep it that way." She explained.
"Not with that again. Please." I begged.
"You got to believe me Breyson. I didn't lie when I said I love you and will always love you. I meant it." Bel insisted.
"That is not what you meant when you turned your back on me the very first chance you got when Dave threw dirt onto my name." I reminded her.
"Lie down and get some rest. You need it." I said while helping her cover up.
"Goodnight." I said, kissed her forehead and headed back.
"Goodnight too." She replied.
