Rowan.

— ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ·s sᴏ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅs﹐ sᴏ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴛ sᴜɴs. ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ﹐ ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴇ ʟɪᴠᴇ ɪɴ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ᴏɴᴇs.

[Rowan. @WildlySmitten]

—;; ʀᴏᴡᴀɴ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋᴡᴏᴏᴅ.

✘ ᴀᴍᴇʀɪᴄᴀɴ ᴀssᴀssɪɴ ᴏᴄ.
✘ ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ. | ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ.
✘ sᴇᴇᴋɪɴɢ sʟ·s ﹠ ʙᴀɴᴛᴇʀ.
✘ ʙᴀᴄᴋsᴛᴏʀʏ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ sᴏᴏɴ.

ʀᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇᴛ﹖

[Rowan. @WildlySmitten]

@KillTheTarget — the dresser where she had her folded clothes and started packing.
Her hands were shaking, eyeliner smudged on her eyes.

[Rowan. @WildlySmitten]

@KillTheTarget — keep stressing myself out, wondering if you're okay."

Tears began to fall from her eyes, turning away from him as she went over to —

[Rowan. @WildlySmitten]

@KillTheTarget — time to think.
You think I want to leave? Mitch, I don't. But I also just can't sit around here, waiting for you to come back.
I can't —

[Rowan. @WildlySmitten]

@KillTheTarget — watering but she didn't want to cry.

She opened up her closet, taking out a suitcase before turning to face him.

"I just—I really need —

[Rowan. @WildlySmitten]

@KillTheTarget — know how hard this was for her; to walk away from him.

Hearing what he said, she could hear the hurt in his voice as her eyes were —

[Rowan. @WildlySmitten]

@KillTheTarget She heard him following behind her, standing in front of her closet as she was about to gather her things.
In that moment, he will never —

[Rowan. @WildlySmitten]

@KillTheTarget — back from him before full turning around, walking out of the bathroom and into their bedroom.

[Rowan. @WildlySmitten]

@KillTheTarget — didn't want that, but her head was speaking for her now. She couldn't think straight.

"I'm sorry, I—I can't."

She took a few steps —

[Rowan. @WildlySmitten]

@KillTheTarget — apart.
I .."

She looked down, blinking her eyes so she wouldn't cry as she felt the water in her eyes.

She knew in her heart she —

[Rowan. @WildlySmitten]

@KillTheTarget — but she just didn't know how to process this. He was beaten, bruised and it felt like she was too.

"Maybe we just .. need some time —

[Rowan. @WildlySmitten]

@KillTheTarget "No, but I—I don't know what to think right now."

She said truthfully, knowing he would never hurt her physically or try to emotionally —

[Rowan. @WildlySmitten]

@KillTheTarget — are supposed to be hers, she wanted nothing more than to trust him.

[Rowan. @WildlySmitten]

@KillTheTarget — could take care of himself, but she didn't want it to just be him in the equation. They were supposed to be a team; united. His secrets —

[Rowan. @WildlySmitten]

@KillTheTarget — a bit of frustration.

Being with him made her have Anxiety, she always worried about him when he kept things from her. Knowing that he —

[Rowan. @WildlySmitten]

@KillTheTarget — vulnerability card.

"I—What exactly are you asking me, Mitch?"

She respond in the same tone of voice as his, soft but also filled with —

[Rowan. @WildlySmitten]

@KillTheTarget The sound of his voice alone was too much for her, as if seeing him this way wasn't enough. In some way, it seemed as if he sparked a new —

[Rowan. @WildlySmitten]

@KillTheTarget — step back. She wanted to not be afraid, but she didn't know what she was getting herself into; keeping her eyes on him as she stood there.

[Rowan. @WildlySmitten]

@KillTheTarget — so, and now I just—I don't know what to think anymore."

She had noticed he took a step closer to her before, but she obviously didn't —

[Rowan. @WildlySmitten]

@KillTheTarget — to believe you."

Her eyes opened, looking up to meet his.

"But the person I knew didn't keep secrets from me, or at least I thought —

[Rowan. @WildlySmitten]

@KillTheTarget — simple.

Her eyelids closed over her hazel optics, feeling his bloody, beaten up hand pushed back her strawberry blonde locks.

"I want —