The easiness of being nothing had been peaceful. As lulling and alluring as the escape of drink. And yet… I didn’t want to walk into the night. I wanted to watch another dawn, another dusk. I wanted to breed more roses and see if I could achieve that rich purple I’d dreamed of. I wanted to lie in the sun sated with cake and sex. I wanted to live. And I wanted to do that with Bastian. I wanted to win another smile from him, another laugh—hells, a hundred more. I wanted to hear him say my name a thousand times. I wanted the touch of his skin on mine, the little gestures that said he was there
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