So I wanted to hurt him deeply. I wanted to stab him in his emotionless heart over and over so he’d feel a sliver of what I did. The only way to do so was by telling him that he was second, that the object he loved to possess wanted someone else. But while I liked that night’s sex and the sex that followed after, I miss the other side of Adrian. The one who took care of me. The one who hugged me to sleep and placed my feet on his lap, massaging away the tension. Sometimes, I pretend to fall asleep in Jeremy’s room just so I’ll feel him lift me up, hold me to his strong body, and tuck me gently
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