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I felt an overwhelming wave of relief and gratitude. I thought my guardian angel had finally arrived. From Hero to Shadow

It has been six months. I am in therapy. I am learning that safety does not look like a man who punches walls. Safety does not smell like cigarettes and violence. Safety is boring. Safety is a locked door that you locked. Safety is learning to fight off your own monsters, because the knight in shining armor is very often just a dragon with better PR. the admirer who fought off my stalker was an even worse hot

I mistook possession for passion. I mistook control for caution. I felt an overwhelming wave of relief and gratitude

The air in my lungs turned to ice. I hadn't told him my name. the admirer who fought off my stalker was an even worse hot