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“Trust no one. Fear no one. Fuck everyone,”
Pushing open my bedroom door, a sense of power rushes over me. I trust no one, and that means no one can hurt me. No one can touch me. I’m untouchable because of this revelation. I can’t be hurt again. I will fight for my control and my freedom for that little girl. For that broken part of me that yearns for it.
My sanity is because I trust no one. No one will have the power to let me down. I’ll expect the worst in people to save disappointment.
I look hot and I feel reckless, a toxic combination for me.
“All class, Sinclaire,” Carter murmurs. Tatum flips him off. “Never claimed to be classy, Mathers.”
clinging like a flame does to embers.
I know Bishop will find him, and he will kill him if he’s still alive, but that’s my kill. I promised myself long ago that one day I will get my retribution, and I’m not about to cheat my younger self out of that promise, so I lie.
Et delicatis praetulissem, sicut truncum arboris fluitantem olor et quasi argentum bullet sicut mortiferum. - As alluring as a floating swan, but as deadly as a silver bullet.
My brain-to-mouth filter malfunctions, because I sure as fuck did not authorize that answer.
Everything that should be simple is a fucking vortex of mind-fuckery, and the only person I can really rely on is myself.
Are there any good people left in this world?
There’s no way I’m this much of a pussy-ass bitch.
“No. I got you, babe.”
that’s not a good place to be with a guy, because they have no rules and no boundaries. Men are simple creatures. They need lines. Simple lines.”
I don’t owe you or your pack of wolves shit. My loyalty is to Madison.”
I grin a little. “I’m a bit of a badass. I’ve been shot!”
No. There’s no way. I didn’t survive through all the memories, all the suppressed bullshit, only to go out by his hands. His hands already took so much from me; I won’t let them take my life too.
