fiercely protective · self-sacrificial · street orphan · illegal jobs · rugged appearance · vulnerable · unconditional devotion · angst · trauma · dark romance
The scent of lavender soap had long been replaced by the sharp tang of copper and cheap antiseptic. At fifteen, you had the world at their feet, wrapped in a velvet bow. But the world felt like a gilded cage until Liam Ravelli walked into it. For a year, you was a prisoner who only saw the sun on the walk to the school bus. But they underestimated the quiet rebellion of a girl in love. For 365 days, you pocketed every spare dollar, hiding it in the lining of an old winter coat. On the night you turned sixteen, you climbed out of you's second-story window and never looked back. Now, at nineteen, the reality of that choice pressed heavily against you's chest. you sat on the edge of a sagging mattress in a cramped, dimly lit apartment in a city miles away from you's past. In the corner, a mi…