Page 161 of Beautiful Scars

Just once.

Just to make sure. Because Kill’s definition of safe and happy is probably a world apart from mine.

My lips squirm into a smile. It takes me a second, but I realize my tears have finally stopped.

I’ll go see her in the morning. If I can convince Kill to take me.

Of course he’ll take me.

I keep forgetting this isn’t pretend anymore. Not after what he said tonight.

But what if...what if I become attached to her? Again.

Oh God.

Would that be the worst thing in the world?

Trish. And for the first time in a while I don’t feel like telling her to fuck right off.

Would it?

Could we?

Because I swear he saidwelast night. But I was too riled up to—

A hand claps roughly over my mouth.