"Say something...please."
Scarlet finally spoke, unable to handle the silence between us. Hearing that, I turned to look at her, her face scrunching up as she saw the expression I was wearing—a mix of a broken man and the eyes of darkness.
"When I told you that I had developed a crush on Marlene, it was because, for a moment, she had shown me a life similar to mine, perhaps a comrade in arms..." I said, taking a deep breath, struggling to keep myself in check as I continued.
"When you got angry at me, it broke my heart. It pained me more than anything to hide this part of myself, to not have you included in this life that I have hidden. Yet, a part of me hoped that I could gain the love I dearly rejected. But now..."
When I stopped speaking, Scarlet's face turned pale. A variety of complex emotions passed through her eyes as she looked on the brink of failure and destruction as I spoke.
