Something breaks in me when I watch you sleep. I know I shouldn't think about, but I'm in that crucial moment. Go or stay. I should hold you even closer. Underneath the blanket, bodies curved together as spoons of bare...

The Watercolor: Chapter Two

"delightful memories of an old woman..."

Morgan awoke to a cold bed and fear in her heart. Having opened her eyes, she jolted upright and looked around the room. Christian was nowhere to be seen. He’d left. He had fucked her and he’d left her.Excruciating pain welled up...