It’s a very private moment when your heart breaks. I was thankful we were alone. I knew I couldn’t keep her, but I would always do anything to protect her.
~ S.g. Holster
You're not safe with me.He cut me off, seeming to growl. I don't want to be safe. I want to be with you. You can't do this alone.
I started picturing Rens smiling face, the warmth of his touch, the slight curl of his lip before he kissed me. Every happy memory came rushing back through the blackness illuminating it in brilliant color.
There was no gentle way around it - hearts would be broken, relationships would be crushed and I was the messenger.
Perception in the eye of vengeance becomes blurred. Ren was in need of a slap on the face, but I knew what was coming and that it would do the job properly.
Do I make you nervous? he said teasingly.
Beware of false prophets, which come to you in sheep's clothing, but inwardly they are ravening wolves.- MATTHEW 7:15
I loved his enormous aptitude for compassion, adoration and respect. That was his way of showing love. He lacked the capacity for wickedness, and that caressed my belief that he might just be an angel. My angel.
