Lennox
Love— That word was too intense and pure for the depraved monster that I was.
I was turning into this version of myself that I hated because of a woman and not just any woman, Renee Smith.
I did the things that I have never done for anyone, like making sure that she was fed. Making sure that she slept well and worse, the images of her filled my head.
Never in my life have I felt something intense for someone at once.
She was starting to turn into the very bane of my existence and that was the last thing that I wanted.
It was supposed to be just fun with her but now, I wanted to see every version of her. I hated to admit it but I wanted her.
I should have never marked her. If I had known that laying a claim on her was going to drive me crazy, I would have never done that.
