Chapter 56. A Choice

I hold her on my lap; her eyes stay focused on mine, and I can't turn my eyes away from hers. They drag me in, and I drown within them. Who the fuck is this woman?

She chases me down, hunting me almost when I want to hide. When I want to hide the shame and the problems and force myself to not feel, she is right there, hunting me so I can't.

No one else ever put this much effort in to make me be me, even if just for a moment. I've lived most of my life knowing I shouldn't feel or show emotion. Doing it all the time makes it hard to break out of the habit.

I should have reacted more when Lorenzo was shot, but it was far easier to hide it all.

But fuck. She just tore me open, stepped inside me like I was her favourite outfit, touched every part of me and instantly knew my secrets, my weaknesses, and what I wanted. For so long, I wanted someone who would let me stain them with my evil, with the darkness that consumes me.

And fuck d