Maybe we just found forever at the wrong time and someday time will pull us back together again. ––– Hayden Night corrupted my thoughts. Even after four years of going to therapy and trying to rid myself of him he is still in the back of my mind.
He is one of the best boxers in the country, possibly in the world. He always had a talent for fighting, he craved it and fed off of it. He used fighting as a coping mechanism to block out the demons in his head.
But I still found myself going to his wedding, watching him smile at the girl he “loved” and watching him laugh and pretend that what we had in the past didn’t matter, but in reality it meant everything.
We were bound to meet again but will this also end in chaos?
