I'm ruined.
Blaze ruined the s**t out of me, and I let him. Hell, I begged him for it. Now I’m lying here, my body still buzzing, my mind frayed at the edges like something’s come undone inside me. Maybe it has. Maybe it was always going to.
He’s beside me, his heavy breathing starting to even out, but I can still feel his heat, the way his body radiates against mine. His lips press small, lazy kisses along my arm, soft and slow, like he’s claiming the pieces he’s already broken.
And me? I just stare at the ceiling, the cold emptiness settling in my chest.
What did I expect? That after everything, after letting him wreck me like this, I’d feel whole again? That maybe, just maybe, the pain would stop?
No. I knew better.
I’ve always known better.
My heart still feels shattered, like t
