Torment: Part Two (The Bleeding Hearts, #2)

by Dylan Page

His eyes are shining, his mouth slightly open, and he’s looking up at me with a sort of euphoric expression. I’m his world.

Because people are different, and that’s something we need to understand about each other as humans. We’re all so beautifully unique and tragically afflicted by different torments in our lives.

“There is no timestamp on trauma. There isn’t a formula that you can insert yourself into to get from horror to healed. Be patient. Take up space. Let your journey be the balm.”