C232 Gift

Shane

Adea’s words were hurtful but I didn’t shy away. I held eye contact with her while I took every lashing her sweet red tongue dished out. The words tunneled deep, the bit of her words pierced my skin, forced itself deep into my chest, and refused to let go.

The restraint it took to stop from taking her into my arms and holding her close would have surprised Max had he not been going mad