Gleam (The Plated Prisoner, #3)

by Raven Kennedy

What do you do when someone isn’t who you thought they were?

He broke something inside of me far more than just my heart. He broke my will. My drive. My voice. He broke down my very spirit, and I let him.

I fall asleep listening to the constant thrum of our chests, to the two mismatched tunes that will never play in harmony.

I almost feel sorry for him. I feel sorry for me too, that this is how we’ve ended up.

“I’ve wanted you since the moment I laid eyes on you, Goldfinch. I was just waiting for you to catch up.”

I want you soul, mind, and body. I want your trust and your thoughts. I want your past, your present, your future. So make very certain that you want me for the right reasons. Be certain that you’re choosing this, because once you do, there’s no turning back.”

There comes a point in your life when you have to choose between having regrets and the possibility of making mistakes.

The things you do for the males you sleep with.

That’s the thing about escapism. In whatever form, it always ends, and then we’re forced back into a reality that’s not nearly as satisfying.

“You can’t cut off the strings of your puppet and still expect it to move for you.”