Devious Obsession

by S. Massery

“We can’t⁠—” “So help me god, Aspen, if you finish that sentence…” I shake my head. “You’re mine. Okay? Here, there, on fucking Mars. There’s nothing you can say or do that’s going to derail me from you.” This obsession has gotten out of hand. I know that. She knows that. But I can’t stop—and I won’t.

I’ve never killed anyone before, but I know in my bones that I would for her. Without hesitation.

“I love you,” he says. “I’m not a wordsmith. Not even close. But I’m so fucking obsessed with you, I can’t stand it. I love you. I’ll love you forever.”