Valen's POV
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Time has no meaning for me right now, because even though I can feel warm arms around me and someone keeps repeating words of safety and what that feels like, I feel anything but safe.
In my mind, I am back there...in that dark place where secrets lie and torture both physical and emotional is dished out without any care to me as a person.
I am back where there is no end to the insanity, where I don't exist anymore, where I am alone...so utterly and completely alone.
But the warm arms around me affording me comfort, assuring me that I am safe is so convincing.
And I want to believe in the lie. I need to believe in that fragile untruth! So I choose to trust in that lie.
What other choice do I have? I more than any one knows what will happen if I don't fight for
