Lara's POV
Making love with Marco every night after I learned the truth was fun and I admit I loved every second of it even if I was hurting inside. I learned to hide my true feelings behind my smiles and my kisses. I became extra sweet to him. I gave him everything he wanted, everything I thought he might remember later when he finally chose someone else. I held on to moments that were never mine to keep.
But deep inside, I knew I needed to forget every detail about him. The way he kissed. The way he traced his fingers down my spine. The way he whispered my name when he lost control. I needed to forget everything because when this is all over, I will end up with a broken heart and I will not be careful enough to survive the fall.
One morning, he found me leaning on the bathroom sink, shaking, vomiting with cold sweat running down my forehead.
"Hey, are you okay" he asked, his voice full of worry as he supported me.
