Those fake blue eyes stared back, mocking me. At least the tears didn’t show. Thank God. Instead, they ducked back into my eyelids as I tucked my sadness back into my core.... The more my mind flew off in one direction, the more my sanity shattered into pieces that no one could sweep up and glue back together.

You’re not going to start screaming sonnets outside my bedroom window, are you?”He winked. “I just might.

Pleasure and pain.That was my Melody.She was my poisonso toxic, when sampled,yet,so sweet...

I think I could have loved you.

...and the sorrow sent her spiraling back into sickness.

Draw: For the most part, a draw occurs when it appears that neither side will win.

Melody.” His voice was a tormented whisper on his lips.“Yes,” I said.“If you ever need to escape, come to me.”“What?” I asked.“Just come. I won’t. . .I would never hurt you.”“But—”“You’re all that matters to me.

No matter how much he’d done to me, my heart could not be done with him.

Why am I terrified?