War's P.O.V.
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Fu.ck, this is killing me. The way she's looking at me. The silence. The way she'd rather sleep with her arm all twisted than let me touch her.
But I did it anyway. I cuffed her to me all night. I let her sleep like that. Woke up to silent treatment and nasty looks.
It got worse as the day went on, as people noticed and whispered. I'm not quiet about the way I feel about Sab, and Sab is never quiet about anything. We're loud and messy. So, people are talking and everyone's got a damn opinion.
"We're toxic."
Sabel's words from last night echoed in my head and I hated it. They weren't true. We weren't toxic. We were perfect for each other. She just refuses to give me a chance and I refuse to let her go.
The only thing toxic about us is
