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No amount of alcohol or drugs could erase my mind. Memories. They’re a sickness with no cure. And I’ve been slowly dying ever since I lost him.
“You were not meant for Avery, Presleigh. The sooner you realize that, the easier it will be on you.”
“He won’t be able to keep his hands off you.” I wish. I still have an ache between my legs. Even after coming twice earlier.
“And you didn’t tell me eleven years ago that my father killed my child while he raped and beat the love of my life.”
“I’m going to slaughter them, Bunny. For you. I’m going to put you on a fucking throne and lay them at your feet for what they did to you.”
She’s been my anger. She’s been my love. She had been my happiness. And now she’s going to be my damnation.
But the most beautiful things are never just handed over to you wrapped up in a bow. It takes tears and sweat to get what you want. Even blood. And I’d bleed for this man. All he’d have to do is ask. Because I know without a shadow of doubt that he would do the same for me.
