Oriana's POV
I didn't know how I felt about Robin until I thought I had killed him. I thought that I was only attracted to him because I wanted something from him. All I had ever known was take and take. Feed this selfish carnal need to satisfy myself for me and me alone.
He was new. Exciting and unfamiliar. I greedily inhaled every new sensation with no intention of paying it back.
And honestly, I didn't even think that I had anything to give anyways. At least, anything that anyone would want. What could I possibly have of value to give this altruistic man? He cared about me, and that was enough for me to see where it would take me. And maybe I cared about him too.
Then I attacked him. Ruthlessly.
That dread that swallowed me when I thought that I killed him. Insurmountable pain t
