“I promise,” he said. “I’ll be there. If you’ll have me.” He cupped my cheek, his thumb gently brushing away a tear that had slipped free. “Now, promise me.” “I promise.” He moved his hand to the back of my head, and I sank into his kiss, breathing in the scent of him. Never could I have imagined that it would be Demos who would be the one person I needed. But looking back now… From the moment we’d met, and he’d bullied and cajoled me into eating, forcing me to survive each night in that cell, this had always been inevitable.
Like...its serious
