Hidden Truths and Burning Hearts
Sophia sat on the edge of the large window, staring out at the gray sky. The clouds hung low, and the air felt heavy—as if the world was holding its breath. Her heart beat faster each time she thought about Marcus. Things had changed between them, and even though she tried to fight it, she knew she was feeling something she shouldn’t.
Love? No. It couldn’t be love.
He had kidn*pped her.
He had used her.
But somewhere in all that madness, he had also protected her, held her when she cried, and whispered things that made her chest feel warm. How could a monster make her feel safe?
There was a knock at the door.
Sophia jumped. “Who is it?”
“It’s me,” Marcus said in a low voice.
She hesitated, then stood and opened the door. Marcus stood there, dressed
