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September 8 - September 10, 2020
Home isn’t a place, it’s the people who fill it. To survivors, keep fighting.
A chant repeats in my mind: all mine, all mine, all mine, mine, mine.
Beautiful and mine. Mine to protect. Mine to care for. Mine.
“I want you,” he murmurs into my skin. “All of you. I want to keep you for myself and let no one else in our bubble.”
I feel safe, loved, and at peace laying my head on Devlin’s shoulder while he combs his fingers through my hair. I feel…home.
Revenge doesn’t end with happily ever after. My mistake was forgetting that.
“Because her daughter is my girlfriend and her mom is her whole fucking world—something you’d never understand! This is the girl I love. She’s my family. My universe. I’ll do everything to protect and care for her. If you don’t do it, I’ll come for you, old man. Do we have a deal?”
“I’ve been this way for so long, when you dug your way into my heart, it scared me. I was too greedy. I just—I wanted too much because I stopped myself from feeling those things. I was drunk on you.”
“You’re my shooting star. My wishes come true when I’m with you.” He turns his face, grazing his mouth over my neck. “My heart belongs to you.”
Fused together, we make a more beautiful work of art with proof of everything we’ve been through.
The family I found is growing. A warm glow rises inside me. I think it might be happiness. Blair rests her forehead against mine. I hook my hands around her waist and kiss her. My thumb strokes over her freckled cheek when we part. “My shooting star. You’re better than a wish.”