split-second decision. A costly mistake.
My skin has
been marred, slashed, burned and bruised.
have been severed and broken more times than I can count.
told I was unworthy. Fought through life seeing nothing but black.
But it’s a
pain I welcome.
An ache I
She is my
of fire that dances in my darkness.
Our love is
Our love is
have known better than to entrust me with her heart.
have known destiny wouldn’t give me a second chance…at least not one I could
cloud is back.
is the only thing it has on its mind.
hell should I know why she hasn’t stopped by this week?” I defend. “She’s
probably just busy preparing for her mid-terms or some shit.”
you want me to say, Vince?” I hate how guilty my voice is right now.
the truth? Or if that’s too hard for you, then maybe explain why you’ve been
staring at her like she’s about to disappear.”
telling me that I can’t look at her either now? I’m just keeping an eye on
her… or do you have issues with that too?”
doesn’t need you looking out for her,” he bites back. “That’s what she has me
I’ve had enough. Enough of him, enough of her, and enough of our pointless
frustrating conversation. I stand up from my chair and march out the front
sakes, Lambert,” Vince snaps, following me out. “Is walking away from this
really how you want to finish our discussion?”
I pull off
my ball cap and run a hand through my hair.
know what to say. I don’t know what to do…
Vince is my
best friend. I broke his trust by falling for his sister, and I’ve been lying
to him about it because pretending that my feelings aren’t real is better than
the outcome of telling him I broke my promise. And the worse part of it all: he
has every right not to trust me. I could never be the man Aubrey deserves. From
the day I was born, destiny has made sure I would be spending my entire life
being deprived of that luxury.
I touch, everything I love turns to ash.
I raise my
shoulders before walking away. “I guess it is.”
hell would have guessed that my best friend was a fucking pussy,” he jeers when
my back is turned.
A shadow of
a smirk crosses his face. Had I not spun on my heels when I did, I would have
of man are you if you can’t even step up to your own feelings?”
one,” I argue. “One who decided to respect his best friend’s wishes when he
said his sister was off limits.”
Noalane is a Canadian author and proud mother of three beautiful children.
Having a military father allowed her to travel the world, but she is now living
in a small town in Quebec, Canada.
studying marketing in college, she became a customer service coach and
instructor. A few years into her career, she decided to leave her teaching job
and chose to devote her time to children in need, becoming a full-time foster
In 2015 she
woke up with a vivid image of Abbygail and Oliver. For a few days, their story
would play out in her head and being unable to concentrate on anything else,
she decided to sit down and write down their constant bickering. Little by
little, her words turned into the chapters of her first series No Regrets,
which was published in 2016.