Fear," she says, "is more powerful than pain.
His hand touches my waist, steadies me. The touch sends a shock through my body, and all my insides burn like his fingers ignited them. I pull close to him, pressing my body against his, and lift my head to kiss him.
But I will find new habits, new thoughts, new rules. I will become something else.
Change, like healing, takes time.
I do know who you are. I just needed to be reminded.
Human beings as a whole cannot be good for long before the bad creeps back in and poisons us again.