Before tomorrow comes
Do you know what it's like? You know, growing up with a hooker mum and a crackhead dad in a rundown neighborhood with no social services. That. Do you know it?
I do. I lived it.
I sincerely believed that this was my punishment for some crime I committed in my past life. It wasn't. The real punishment began when I was sold to him.
Him, the man who basically owned my dad and now owned me. Him, who treated me with contempt and distaste. Him, with whom I fell deeply and irrevocably in love with.
Him, Dorian Gunner.