Saving 6 (Boys of Tommen, #3)

by Chloe Walsh

It didn’t sit well with me when my father complimented me or spoke like a civilized human being. In a messed-up way, I preferred his drunken slurs and angry slaps. At least I knew where I stood with those.

“I’m not afraid of loving a boy,” I told her honestly. “I’m afraid of losing myself in one.”

I was in love with an addict. It was as humiliating as it was heartbreaking. Joey’s incessant need to snort God only knew what up his nose had overtaken his need for me. I felt like I was the other woman in a twisted love triangle between him, my heart, and his latest drug of choice.