Veiled Innocence

by Ella Frank

Flirting to me was like breathing to everyone else, and I always made sure I had their attention when I put on a show.

Mr. McKendrick. He was intriguing and definitely outside the box. I was, without a doubt, fascinated.

It was those eyes. They held secrets they shouldn’t have.

It’s surprising how one specific memory is what will make you fight to come out alive. It’s what makes you dare to push your way through the darkness, searching for any tiny shard of light.

She was everything I couldn’t have and shouldn’t want, but the more she taunted, the more my resolve crumbled.

Temptation had come to visit, and her steely determination would likely destroy us both.

This was a bad idea. A really fucking bad idea, but as I made my way back to the classroom door, I knew that I was about to bite the apple.

the moment he caved in

“Look at you sitting here with your legs spread and my cock so fucking deep I don’t think I’ll ever leave. Jesus, Addison. I thought you were perfect before. Now I fucking know it.”

mirror scenes are so freaking hot

“That’s why you’re attracted to me, am I right? Because I didn’t know you back then?” “Honestly?” “Yes, Addison. I want you to be honest, please. Always.” “At first, yes. But not now.” “Why, what’s changed?” “I told you. When you look at me, you see more.” I cradled his face in my hands and let my eyes roam over him. “And when I look at you, I see for the first time the possibility of everything.”

“I never knew.” He took my lips in a kiss that was as tender as it was passionate before he spoke again in a state of astonishment. “I never knew that I’d risk everything, even my freedom, just to touch someone. Just to touch you.” “And now that you know?” “Now I have a choice to make.”

Wanting someone and needing them was entirely different than being good for them—and it was more than clear, that I was not that for him.

“I don’t want to be something that you look at and hate. I can’t be that to you, not when you are the opposite to me. I’m bad for you. Poison,” I finally told him.

Addison pivoted toward me, and her eyes took on a look I hadn’t seen since the night by her brother’s grave. My Addison was gone, and as she fell apart in front of me, she raised her arm and pressed her watch to her ear as a tear slipped free and rolled down her cheek. The ticking was back. We were over. Time was no longer standing still.

I brushed my nose with hers and whispered what I could no longer deny. “I love you.”

oh my gosh!!! 🥹

No one ever told me that loving someone would feel like you were giving up every last part of yourself, but that’s how I feel, Addison. From the second I saw you, I was done. I gave it all to you.

Something about you called to me, and I have never regretted you, even as I questioned us.

Everyone who truly loved me was gone, and as I gazed at the beautiful purple flowers surrounding his headstone, I made a decision. I would go too.

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