Prologue
Vincent Easton was supposed to be calm and perfect, but never had I truly been the person that people always thought I was. They said my life was ideal, they said I had everything they didn’t. Little did they know that living for me was once like walking barefooted on fire.
But he saw right through me, as if the crowd that was surrounding us meant nothing more but air. His eyes were sharp, he stood straight and was full of arrogance. I too, saw right through him.
Him and I, the both of us, we had the same soul and past.
We were abandoned, left behind, betrayed by our loved ones. Thus had we lost the ability to truly cherish somebody.
But by him, a spark grew inside me. Something that I had been longing to feel. And I realized I was slowly turning back into who I originally was, the me that I had killed after all these years.
Now I was nothing but a helpless romantic lusting for Damian.
Fuck you, love.
