I gazed into ocean blue eyes and saw the sad little girl who was crying in the yard next door. I remembered how it felt to have her small body curled up against mine. The sound of her hushed voice whispering a secret in my ear. How she tasted when we shared our first kiss. In that instant my control crumbled. I had to hold her. I needed to feel her heartbeat against mine. My princess. But all too soon the emotions that I’ve kept under lock and key, returned with a vengeance. For years it’s squeezed my heart, twisting it into something ugly and spiteful. Rage. Unbridled, unrelenting, rage.
