We were volatile.
Made entirely of snide remarks, hatred, and a stolen kiss that stained my childhood like spilled ink.

Remy Luciano was everything I loved to hate until a single night changed it all.
One filled with light caresses and lust, his body made a promise it couldn’t keep.

Because Remy is betrothed and it’s no longer to me.

Still he whispers a single confession.
One that rocks me to my core and grips me in the confines of heartbreak and doubt.

You’ve always been mine.