Page 103 of Dead Daze
The ceremony will be small. Private. Just us and a few people from his world who know what he really does and don't flinch.
No family on my side. Obviously.
But I have my DarkDesires followers sending virtual congratulations. I have my laptop with three more novels outlined. I have a man who sees every ugly, shameful, blood-soaked corner of my psyche and calls it beautiful.
I have a future.
Sometimes I think about the girl I was a year ago.
Drowning in her own patterns. Watching herself drown. Writing stories about being saved because she didn't believe it could happen in real life.
She was right, in a way.
This isn't being saved.
This is beingclaimed.
By someone just as broken. Just as dark. Just as hungry for the things nice people pretend don't exist.
I found my Helix.
My monster.
My Caleb.
We walk the darkness together now.
And yes, it's just as fucked-up as it sounds.
But it's honest.
And it's real.
And it's…ours.
