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I wasn’t going to let him corrupt me ever again.
It didn’t matter. He broke the door down eventually.
He got inside me again.
And that’s where he stayed, until the bitter end.
Because of all the things in life, love is the most confusing. The most all-consuming. The reason we breathe, the light in our darkness.
At sixteen, love devastated me, his perfect button nose and sweet baby smell overwhelming as my father took him from my arms and into the night.
At nineteen, love saved me, a dangerous man with a heart that was determined to own mine.
At twenty-nine love almost freed me . . . but in the end, love broke me.
I wish I could tell you that things ended differently – but I’d be lying. I don’t know if he regrets what he did, or if he’s happy, but it doesn’t matter, really.
It doesn’t change the fact that the man who loved me ended up being the same man who would destroy me.
