Liam
Since Laila had left my cell, I’ve been feeling rather hopeful about my chances of freedom. Sophie was doing everything she possibly could to get me out of here and I was fully prepared to do everything in my power to make her succeed. For the entirety of the night, my mind was full of possible scenarios for when I'd see her again. I’ve been practicing every single apology ever made up in the history of mankind and I’ve imagined how I was going to pull her into the tightest embrace without breaking her.
How I was going to bury my nose in her obsidian locks, letting her homely scent calm my entire being as it would waft into my nostrils.
How I was going to dig my fingertips into her soft and flawless skin, afraid she would disappear from my sight if I released my grip even the sli
