Chapter 215. A Dangerous and Cruel Thing

Love was a dangerous and cruel thing. It didn’t care that you were risking your life or that you would live a better, more fulfilled life if you stayed away from it. It just kept pushing for your attention. It made sure that your life revolved around that one person and sometimes it didn’t even care that the other person did not like you back.

Sometimes it didn’t care that the other person would treat you like trash if you went closer to them. Sometimes it didn’t even care if the other person would put a bullet through your head on sight. It just wanted them, wanted their smile, wanted the feel of their arms around you, wanted their safety, wanted their comfort, wanted the taste of their lips on yours. And Fiona was…damn all, Fiona was in love.

It had taken her months after she had left his home to finally admit it. She had told herself that it was Stockholm syndrome at first. That she had been conditioned by the situation to think positively of him, to want him. Then s