Page 177 of Chasing Love (Dark Love 1)
The phoenix bird brought back my stolen soul and it lays helpless before me, clipped of its wings, unable to soar, trapped in a cage of my mistakes. The mistake of letting myself love him again, love the man who broke my heart. Twice.
Being laid on a warm bed is the last I remember about this day eight years ago almost six months since the day I last saw him. The day when the darkness fell upon me and without any light, I was unable to see, my mind demented by the shadows that lurked.
Like a frightened little girl, I prayed that someone would find me, hold my hand, pull me out of this dark abyss and lead me back into the light.
Alexander Edwards broke me in ways I never imagined possible.
But in the end, it was me who destroyed it all.
I gave up on us.
And regret is something I’ll have to live with… forever.
