When they said love exists, it was always hard for me to believe them. In my world, love didn't exist...at least not romantically. Then along came Holden. He was everything to me, honestly, besides my best friends and a few other people. It was love at first sight for us. People used to call us magnets, because opposites attract. We were perfect for each other. But perfect things aren't supposed to break. They're not supposed to bleed, or die, or curse one another. And they're definitely not supposed to live a life of lies. So why did strange, unexplainable things start happening when I met him? Why did he lure me in, but leave me more confused than I already was? Why did he kill? But more importantly, why didn't I care? //////// TRIGGER WARNING: death, murder, suicidal thoughts/actions, cuss words //////// {Feo•'door'v•'nuh'} //////// Cover art by yours truly
20 parts