My imprint is there for the world to see. I don't try to hide it with my hair or a high collar. When I got ready for school this morning, I kept thinking of Sean. How proud he appears. Unapologetic. And I want to be like that. I don't want to look cowed or ashamed. I may not want to be this, but I don't want to be that girl, either. I don't want to be afraid.

It's unclear who moves first. We're in each other's arms, lips locked, melded, hotly fused. Our hands drag over each other, reacquainting, remembering, almost as if we're both verifying the other one is real flesh and blood.

Before I sought truth. Now I seek justice.

Because I know what it feels like to be used, valued only for what you can do... not who you are, not who you want to be.

A hunter in love with his prey.

You can't even see it. I'm the safest thing you'll ever find

Yeah. A real date. Something official. You. Me. Tonight. We're long overdue.