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The guys and Freya’s behaviour is not always healthy, and I do not condone their actions in real life, but this is fiction, so sit back and enjoy the red flags…
“You know, if you’d told me you had a private plane, I might not have kept running away.”
I’m discovering Eli, when not full of hatred for me, is pretty much just a cat. He’s flirty and playful and he thinks he has nine lives.
I’m scared he’ll make me face my demons and follow the dark thread that leads to my mother. I’m scared of what I’ll find.
Written in blood on the pristine white paint is a question. Four haunting words. ‘How’s your father, Eli?’
Most domestic abuse situations go unnoticed because abusers know how to inflict pain without causing lasting damage.
“I know personal relationships aren’t really your thing, but you don’t just throw one away the second something goes wrong.
“Freya has more trauma than the rest of us put together. She needs to know that she can screw up and we’ll still be here. You gave her boundaries and now she’s crossed them, you’re giving up? That’s not how this works. You know that better than me.”
enough to do just that. It’s about trust. And I just walked out on Freya when she needed me the most.
The trail leads us to a warehouse, because of course it had to be another fucking warehouse.
“It takes seven years for every cell in your body to die and regenerate. He hasn’t touched a single part of the you that’s standing here today.”
“I hope you enjoyed that,” he says, “because that was the first and last time you’ll ever call me a ‘good boy’ and get away with it. Now, strip.”
“What do you want me to do?” Zach’s lips curl up. “I want you to sacrifice your queen.”
I am the queen, and this is my sacrifice.

