I remember his eyes. I remember how the sparkling green pierced through my outer shell, always making me feel vulnerable and naked to his eyes. I remember how they would darken when he was hostile and raging with anger. But the next minute they would be dull with sadness and regret. The best was when he has happy, however; a glass green with flecks of dark emerald that twinkled when he smiled down on me. And although life may take me many places and show me many things; I will never forget him, or his beautiful angry soul. Delilah is broken and insecure. Michael is angry and depressed. Both are caught in a glass box, watching the world crash down around them. What will happen when two broken souls find each other and try to piece each other back together? WARNING- this will be a mature story with dark undertones, triggering subjects, sexual acts, violence, swearing, etc. (aka I have a lot of Michael feels and I need to do something productive with them) and YES i used fetus michael for the cover, please vote comment etc if you want me to continue on with this