“I’d never kill you,” I rasp as she trembles beneath me. Fuck knows I’ve thought about it plenty of times, but I could never go through with it. Aspen’s in my system. Pumping through my veins like sweet poison and surrounding the empty spaces of my cold, black heart. She’s in my head—like a whisper in the dark I can’t ignore. She’s in my soul—like a siren I can’t run away from. She’s the feeling in my chest I’ve never experienced before, but would kill to hold on to forever. She’s the home I never had.
