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I should be immune now, and I want to scream and rage at the whole world because I’m not, and it’s not fucking fair. I endured things no one should endure. I walked through hell, and I made it back, if not quite alive. If there’s a merciful god, I should get to feel nothing when I look into the devil’s eyes. I fucking earned it.
I loved the way he needed me. I thought it would kill me when he stopped. I should have known. I had it all wrong. It’s his need that will kill me.