"I can't promise it would be a picture perfect, picket fence life, but-" "Picket fences are for birds, not little girls." She huffed, eyes narrow and cold. I felt my heart breaking-no- full on exploding. I loved her. I really, truly did. And I decided that day I'd love her even if she hated me the rest of her life. I don't care what the baby bat- or even brooder himself- thinks. She was mine. And even scarier, I was hers. - This isn't a romance, but it is a story about love. And a ton of violence - Warning: Language Violence Descriptions of Death Mention of Abuse Side note: This story isn't for kids. I mean, it's Jason Todd, what do you expect??
8 parts