In a world where I had no say, violence became my refuge. Nothing else mattered, not even my own life, until her: Skyler Bell.
It all started the first time I heard that voice, giving me hope for tomorrow. My first love was everything all at once – consuming, maddening, forever, mine.
Except I never imagined there were secrets that needed to be shared, lies that needed to be confessed, truths that needed to be told, demons that needed to be buried.
Once I realized that the depth, the longing, and the sadness and sorrow in her eyes mirrored my own, it was too late.
Love didn’t come to me as heartbreak; it came as everything I’d ever desired.
Walking away wasn’t an option I wanted; it was the only one I had.
I finally found the price of love, and it cost me my soul.