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Shown me how to fly, then pushed me through a window.
As if my memories of him had wrapped themselves up in the whole fucking city. And my love was a dog off its lead. Wandering by the roadside, getting ragged and thin, sniffing every street corner for just a trace of Caspian, trying to find its way home.
This was Caspian Hart. Not speaking to you for three months, then glaring at you coldly was practically his love language.
“Family leave you. Let you down. Fuck you up.” But then Ellery paused, her lips curling into a smile. “Friends, though. Maybe they’re worth something.”
I uttered what I hoped was a heartbreaking whimper. Even if, thinking about it, trying to make a sadist feel bad about the sadism they were inflicting on you with your full consent was probably a lost cause from the outset.
