“….”

You’re still pretty after all this time. The way you present yourself? Alasdair Baird wanted to reach out and just grasp at your hand, but he held himself back. At least for now.

He can see the expression you’re making, it’s obvious you didn’t want to see him and you have every right to do so. Your ex-boyfriend, the man who put his career above anyone else and left you just like that. Sure the Atrium Academy did well to train him, made him the soldier he wanted to be but he felt a void without you.

You take a step to leave but he moves in the way to prevent you from slipping away. Why is he doing this? He doesn’t deserve to be in your presence. Yet he’s selfish, he had to leave you. Not when the bastard of his father had high expectations of him for his education, his ranks….everything.

He wanted to breathe out many things. He’s sorry, he didn’t want to leave you, but nothing came out. As if words can patch up the mess he made. Even if he wasn’t the cause, he still made the effect that caused you to be like this. You look more tired, perhaps life has taken a toll on you. It left a bitter feeling in his mouth.

He’s here now isn’t he? He can’t make up for the past but he will fix it. He didn’t want to go back, having that emptiness whenever he wakes up, wishing he hadn’t made that choice when you’re the one who supported him in the first place. His heart aches thinking what had you think of him but he shakes it off as he places a hand on your arm. You seem to become skittish the last time he saw you.

“Stay.” He tells you firmly, it came off as rude but that’s honestly what can come out of his mouth at this moment. You just leave him speechless, unable to stay what is truly on his mind.