He is the reason why I smile Again

e that sent a mix of fear and curiosity swirling in my chest. I hesita

me why I was here. Anything-anyone-wa

e courage I had left

voice came out softer than I i

dark eyes as he swirled the amber liquid in his

a smirk. "Only on

arp and assessing. "And wh

e I need

I wasn't sure. He leaned back against the plush leather

intimidating. Every feature of his face was chiseled, as if carved fro

he asked, voice sm

m my real name felt da

right through me. "Alright, Ro

tched. Was I

m running?"

to bars alone, with eyes full of ghost

hroat. He was too per

er, recklessness. Anything to drown o

with slightly trembling fingers. He watched me closely but didn't stop

chuckle. "Brave

be b

d. Then, he leaned forward, eyes dark with something unreadable.

. His words were like a dagger, cutting th

ve

to dream of a life where I wasn't cowering in fear. But as

in years... I wan

, he was the devil wi

-

nd screamed to walk away, to leave before I got in too deep. But the desperate, brok

inally echoed,

ing smile. "Yes. I can see it in your e

s digging into my palms.

ove a whisper. "Then, sweetheart,

spine. "And what do

w badly do you wa

sed his hand to strike me. The countless nights I spent crying myself to sl

voice trembling but steady. "I want h

ancing in his eyes. "Then you're in the right place. But know thi

d, a strange sense of relief washed over me. For th

have to d

is glass. "First? You

burned its way down my throat, I realized I had just stepped

t time in years,

s re