Seven Days in June

by Tia Williams

“I’m not just writing about you,” said Shane. “I’m writing to you.”

“I wrote my books like you were the only one who’d ever read them,” he continued carefully. “My books did what I couldn’t.”

Back in the dark ages, when his loneliness was like quicksand, when he’d ruin himself to make it stop—and the only bright spot in all of this was loving a beautiful girl with demons ferocious enough to slay his own. For seven days, a million Junes ago.

“Stay. I’ll make it worth it. I’ll make it so fucking good, Genevieve. You’ll be so happy, I swear. Just gimme your pain; I’ll take it all. Promise to stay, and I’ll never leave. Me and you, forever. Promise me.”