Live for Me (Hallow Ranch)

by Brittany Ann

To the people on their healing journey. Growth isn't just beautiful, it's painful and imperfect. Perfection is overrated. You're allowed to make mistakes. You're allowed to feel emotions—good and bad. You're allowed to stumble. You're allowed to take up space. Be you, babe. Unapologetically.

Abbie deserved love, and I was going to give it to her. Day after day. Year after year. Until I was old and gray. Until my lungs stopped working. Until my heart stopped beating, I would love Abbie the way she was destined to be loved.

We were fire and gasoline. Either we’d rise in the flames together, or we’d let them consume us, destroying us completely.

“Love me, Wildflower. That’s all you gotta do.”

“Drop to your knees for me, Abbie,” he murmured. “I want to fuck your pretty little throat in the middle of this meadow.”

“If you live for me, Wildflower, I’ll live for you,”