Rot

by Candace Wondrak

Maybe it was stupid, but as I gazed into those black eyes, I swore I saw a reflection of myself. Not just a physical reflection, but a deeper one. Elias, I realized, might just have a soul like mine. He might be a twin flame, as dark as me, as rotten as me.

What a fool I’d been. I’d given my first kiss to an idiot while trying to make a god jealous.