I've spent years pushing her away. She thinks I hate her, but really, I know she deserves better than a college dropout turned tattoo artist. But tragedy hits home, and I can't watch another tear fall from her beautiful face, so I took something I never should have touched. Then I let her believe a lie. I stayed silent while her heart break in front of me. She walked away. I didn't stop her. I should have, because I learned the hard way-lies lead to consequence.