“I’m ashamed to want the things I shouldn’t.” “Like what?” “Another life. A fresh start. Doing something selfish for once.” My gaze falls to her lips, and it takes all my power not to claim them. “Wanting you.” Fuck, I shouldn’t have said that. “Why shouldn’t you want me?” Her voice is barely a whisper. “Because I can’t give you what you deserve.” “What if I said that whatever you have to offer would be enough?” She bites her bottom lip, regret churning in her eyes as soon as the honest words leave her mouth. My brave girl.
