Thorne's~~~~~~
It’s been a week.
Two hours.
And a damn minute.
Since I last saw Mia. No—since I last f****d her. Bent her over the couch in her grandma’s house like I didn’t care if heaven watched. Like God hadn’t already turned His back on me. Since then, she’s vanished. No calls. No texts. No church.
She hasn’t stepped foot into the chapel. Not even during evening mass.
The few times I stood on that altar, robe clinging to me like a weight, sweat sliding down my spine even though the place was cool... I scanned every row. I looked for her. That soft, innocent face. Blonde hair tucked behind her ear. That little bow she wears in her hair when she’s pretending she’s not trouble. Mia.
But she wasn’t there.
Not once.
And it f****d with my head.
Even when I held the processional cru
