She was the most god damn beautiful thing I'd ever seen. A tragic beauty I couldn't stop staring at.

He won't break me. He will never break me.

I know I hurt you before. I know you're hurting now. But I'm still going to hurt you again.

...my savior and my torment.

All around me it’s black. So black I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to find my way back. I’m not sure I want to find my way back. That’s a devastating thought, knowing I’m drifting to that edge, knowing I’m flirting with that dark void that whispers to me from the other side. Taunting me with numbness. Calling to me with emptiness.

You know what else will get me off? Pushing you. Pushing you to your limits. Pushing until you can’t take anymore. You’ll beg me to stop. Hopefully even cry. And you know what I’ll do?”I swallow and shake my head.He leans in, brushing his lips against my ear, and whispers, “I’ll push you some more.

Not fair,” I whisper.“No, darlin’, I suppose it’s not fair. I never did play fair though, you know that. Especially when it comes to you.

It feels like I'm falling. Falling down some bottomless pit. All I'm missing is the wind at my back.

I wasn't prepared for you, Ava.