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“The moment I laid eyes on you was the moment I knew I could never end your life.”
I stared into his eyes. Blue. Deep, depthless, distracting blue.
The creature I’d tricked and stolen had once been filled with wonder, hope, and questions. An endless awe that should have irked me to no end. Instead, it ignited a desire to look at the world the way she did. In a way that made me see things I hadn’t in a long time, and like I never had before.
Self-loathing and the bitter taste of jealousy overwhelmed, a serrated blade that twisted.
It only mattered that I wanted what she was giving him—enough trust to let go.
“My violent little butterfly.”
“Then why is it that when I close my eyes, all I ever seem to see is you?”
“Because never have I craved anything in all the ways I crave you.”
It was not merely pleasurable; it was vital. A necessity that strengthened and weakened all that I was.
Logic and heart seldom coexisted.
Despite all I’d done, despite all she still refused to give me, it was me she’d materialized to. I was her place of refuge.
I have no desire for anything that isn’t you until the sun and moon cease to rise.”
“That I’m so wretchedly in love with you, it’s both saved and damned me.”
I saw it all in undeniable color—felt it invade the coldest parts of my heart with warmth.
Mine, that beastly bond between us crooned—smug and so fucking satisfied, my very bones shivered with pleasure.
I’m so wretchedly in love with you.
In every breath and wild beat of my heart, he would remain.
I wanted his punishing devotion and his gentle wrath. I wanted the possessive captivity and the future riddled with freeing adventure. I wanted every inch of the soul he shared through his eyes and the heart he’d forced into my uncertain hands. I wanted all he was beyond his forgotten dreams and the nightmares that had delivered me to him. I wanted everything I’d been too afraid to want.
“You are a light in my soul that unearthed my heart. You now hold it in the palms of your perfect hands,
As I inhaled his scent, I felt the final lock of my fated cage click into place. My captor. My unexpected freedom.
“The true enemy is attachment to unpleasant memories.”
