Scarlett Miller's POV Pain, this was what his eyes were holding. My heart was grown so familiar with the pain of his life. If pain was love, then I loved fiercely. I knew one thing, I couldn't escape him, now or ever. He had always been there, consuming my every thought, my heart locked in his hands. I was drawn to him by forces I couldn't control, let alone escape. Even I couldn't tolerate him mentioning the women of his past.
Last Updated : 2021-04-02 Read more