If feelings were objects, then I was teetering on the edge of a great precipice, and if girls were weapons, then Shannon Lynch was the greatest weapon of mass destruction my heart had ever been exposed to. Because I was fucked. I didn’t bother denying it anymore. There was no point. I had never felt this much for another person in my entire life. It took every ounce of self-control I had inside of my body to walk away from her back there. Especially when everything inside of me demanded I snatch her away from the world and keep her all to myself. “I need you to stay safe out there, okay?”
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