Within These Wicked Walls

by Lauren Blackwood

“Because if you dare leave me a shred of hope, I will fight to have you with the last drop of blood in my body.”

“The ancient Greeks believed,” he said, “that humans were born with four arms, four legs, and two faces. Then some jealous god tore them apart, leaving them to search the earth for the missing half of their soul.”

“Not so much since I found you.” He paused in his work, grinning the slightest bit. “Turns out having someone to live for helps.”