“Unraveling the Threads of Destiny: What Happens When the Past Repeats It’s Darkest Secrets in Hayley Notter’s ‘Again’?”
Robert rolled us so he was on top of me, pressing our lower bodies together as if to clarify what was about to happen next. I was ready for it. I wanted it. I didn’t want to think about our brokenness or cruelty. I didn’t want to think about what it said about me that I was doing this again, choosing to hurt a new set of people, sleeping with another woman’s boyfriend for the second time in my life, condemning myself to more mornings with Sandra and my own bile escaping around my fingers.
Instead, I buried my hands in Robert’s hair and focused on the feel of his lips grazing my neck and pushed away the image of my mother and the fact that if she knew what I was doing in Philly right now, the look she would give me would snap me in half.
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