He’s not the only person I should be afraid of.

Someone wants me to enjoy this twisted ordeal.

I’m supposed to have faith in him. To feel safe.

To grow.

To blossom.

But how can I trust this voice from the past?

How can I trust him when he denies answers to all of my questions?

Why does he hurt me like this?

And why does it feel so unbelievably good when he does?

I’m addicted to his touch, and scared of the sinister mystery between us.

Nothing will change if I don’t grasp at the shred of power he’s willing to relinquish.

An advantage was given to me—and I better make good use of it.

This is the final part of a Dark Romance Duet.