pairing: don/amita

follow up of fic: Ex

Summary: Don realizes just how much he cares about Amita


Don woke up the next morning and walked into the bathroom. He looked at his reflection in the mirror and saw a bruise on his right cheek. Don sighed, placing his hands on the sink and leaning on it. Hanging his head, he raked a hand through his spiky raven hair. Memories of the night before came flooding back.

The agent couldn't get the pained expression Amita had when he said those hurtful words out of his mind. That damn look that broke his heart in two. Feeling something trickle down his cheek, Don touched his face. He was surprised to find that tears were running down his face. Never before in his life had he cried for a woman. He never even cried for his mother.

Did he truly love Amita so much that even the thought of losing her drove him to despair? They hadn't been in a relationship for that long. Don made up his mind. He was going to make things right. He was not going to give up on the best thing in his life. Don wasn't willing to announce defeat. He was going to get her back, even if it meant losing his pride.


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