Voracious (The Edge of Darkness, #2)

by Leigh Rivers

She fills a part of me that’s been empty and dark for as long as I can remember.

I thought I was broken, that my emotions were limited, but I just hadn’t met you yet.”

It was like a mental barricade, forming armour around my mind. A dark shadow holding me back, dragging me into the abyss of my own self-destruction.

I always think of her. She’s the only memory in my head that’s holding me in place. My anchor.

My soul is shattered and broken, and I lose all the pieces, unable to glue it back together. Look at me now, my little princess. Daddy’s gone, and he’s never coming back.