Chapter One
Bridget
Looking up at the huge, looming gray doors in front of me, I sighed. I wanted to be anywhere but here. Then again, it was a...
This story contains themes of: assault, child abuse, depression, domestic violence, self-harm, suicide, torture, explicit imagery, miscarriage
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The system failed me. My family turned their backs on me. I lost trust in everything I was supposed to have faith in for the rest of my life. Now, I don't trust anyone. So, Raul can push to be a part of my life as hard as he wants, but it won't work. I'm set in my ways. . . . Until Vincent. There's something about him that calls to my soul, lures me into him. He's got his claws sunk deep into me. Maybe he's just as bad for me as everyone says he is . . . Maybe I just don't care anymore. Because at this point, I don't have any say. He silences my demons, and that? Well, that gives Vincent the power to break me worse than anyone else has before him.
Bridget
Looking up at the huge, looming gray doors in front of me, I sighed. I wanted to be anywhere but here. Then again, it was a...
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