“Every single inch of me craved—craves—you. I didn’t just want to know your body. I wanted to know your brilliant mind, your wild soul, the deepest parts of yourself you would never dare share with anyone. I wanted it all. And I couldn’t fucking handle it. It didn’t matter that my father re-issued his threat. I couldn’t stand that there might actually be someone in this world who would complete me so fully that every fucked up thought I’d ever had would suddenly make sense.”
