I Will (Not) Forgive You

And I almost believed that nothing else would ever happen. That the cup of pain was emptied, put aside, and now I’d have a quiet, unnoticed existence in loneliness. But fate decided otherwise: it tore me out of my corner of salvation and returned me to the very thing I’d been running from all this time. And now I’m again a toy in someone else’s hands—and only one person can save me. The one who loved me. The one I betrayed.