Demetrius's POV
"You're so bad, Dem," she pouted. "How can you say those words with a straight face? How can you even ask me something like that? You've given me everything. Trust me, I never wanted this warmth. I just wanted to survive and one day, throw some trash on my family's face. Yes, that was the only thing I wanted. I did not have any dreams. Dreams were always out of reach for someone like me. I never thought of loving someone or being loved. Yes, a part of me wanted to be cared for. But that part was under so many layers that I sometimes forgot that I had that kind of wish. But then one night, you appeared."
She smiled up at me. "I thought I was walking into another hell after leaving one. I yelled at you too, remember? But I was wrong. I mean, it's not my fault for not
