Storm of Secrets and Sorrow (Legacy, #2)

by Melissa K. Roehrich

Because the dark still plagued her, and time spent in pleasure at his hands still managed to drive it away, and fuck him for being both her destruction and salvation.

For fucks sake, just talk to each other honestly

“I’m saying you need to decide you’re worth it. Even on the hard days. Even on the days you feel like giving up. Even on the days where it feels pointless. You need to decide you are worth it.”

Theon shot to his feet. “Okay with all this? I’m okay with none of this, Luka,” he said, his voice rising. “I am not okay with Tessa being in Faven. I am not okay with speaking to her once a day, if that. I am not okay with my time running out. I am not okay with not being able to feel her, see her, touch her. I am not okay with the fact my father wants to see me first thing in the morning. I am not fucking okay, so I’m entrusting her to you during those times. Because at least in this, in this one fucking thing, I have some godsdamn control.”