KEANNEI watched the door she had left open on her way out, my eyes thin. Maybe that is what I wanted. Maybe all this time I had been too hesitant to force her to stay with me because I knew she would not be able to handle it. Once she saw what I am, once she knew me for what my scars hold, she would run. Just like now.I smiled a little, then walked to the door, gently closing it. My hand stayed on the cold metal, and my eyes closed, my body weakening. I did wonder if she had seen how scared I actually was. I wondered if she saw me flinch, if she saw how hard I was trying to get drunk because I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep without it tonight.I leaned on the door, my eyes closed, my body weakening. I could barely still hold myself up, and I slowly let myself fall to the floor.I brought my knees to myself, and my hands wrapped around me, my eyes wide. I could see the little five year old from over two decades ago, the one that had gone under his bed, his knees close to him, his h

KEANNEMy eyes closed as the water pelted down on me, the sold seeping into my skin. I let my lips part, as everything inside of me stung. My heart stung, my fingers too.I needed to sleep. Needed to forget. I needed to leave to where all of this wouldn't matter. To where it could all fade away. I sighed, then brought my hands to my hair, then pushed it back. My fingers reached for the shower and I turned it off, but stood there, my eyes still closed.I needed to run. But how can you run from something you are? How can I run from my very own existence?I swallowed, then grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my waist, then walked out of the shower.CORAI turned to him once he emerged, my eyes wide. His hair fell back, but a few unruly strands fell in front of his face, darkening his eyes under the strandy shadows. I swallowed, blinking a little.I remember I never got to have this view, since the first time I got close, it didn't happen, and I didn't see hinnfor a year after that.Rig

We soon got to the mansion, and Keanne drew in a long breath, his eyes thinning as he watched the mansion. "I hate this place."I laughed. "Me too. But well...this is home.""I have felt helpless so many times, but not quite as bad as right now."I turned to him, then slowly moved, my finger reaching up to my forehead. He sighed and leaned further, then kissed my forehead. I smiled, as he leaned away, then came back, his kips brushing mine, efficiently knocking the breath out of me.Fuck me, I love the frequency."You...call me if he raises a finger at you. He doesn't stand a chance.""I know. I know."He nodded, his thumb running smoothly against my cheeks. He placed the smallest kiss on the corner of my lips, then moved away. I smiled at him, then moved away from him and turned to the door."Cora."I turned to him, and he swallowed, hidvhabf tightening around mine. Have I mentioned how much I loved it when hr was possessive? I felt like we have spent so long trying to navigate this

I sat back, watching Keanne. He seemed rather oblivious as he drank a bit of his wine, his fingers pushing his hair back."You...what are you going to do?"He looked at me, and it felt suddenly too warm. "About what?"He dropped his cup and turned his attentions to me."Well. About the dark omega. It is lingering around you."He smiled. "Are you scared?""For you, yes. Until when will you be able to simply ignore them? Until when till you can't take hiding anymore?"He pursed his lips, then sighed. "She started calling me when I turned eighteen. At first, I didn't know who it was, but...""Wait."He looked up, his right brow raising. "Yes?""She is alive?""Of course, she is. What were you expecting?""I don't know. You said she was sacrificed. I thought...""Mother gave birth and abandoned the baby with the dark Omegas to do as they please, Cora. They obviously chose to raise her as one of their own."He slowly stood up, his eyes darting to mine. Before I could speak, he gestured upw

CORAI stood in front of the mirror, my eyes thin. I had scars all over my back and shoulders, and I swallowed, my eyes closing. Keanne was asleep, the house dim, and I grabbed the robe and wore it back, my chest lightly heaving with anger.Slowly, I walked back to the room. Keanne was on the phone, and I stopped, listening. I couldn't tell what he was talking about, and I slowly went to him, then lay beside him. He gave me a small smile, then turned away.I sought his fingers, and he let me take it. For a while, we just stayed like that, till he finally got off the phone."How do you feel?"I swallowed. "Hideous.""Hideous?" He moved, his eyes meeting mine.I do sometimes wonder if this would have been the same a year ago. If he would treat me like this had he not had to wait for me. But I didn't want to think about it. Neither did I want to think about anything at all."Well. The scars are everywhere.""You will be fine," he said, kissing my forehead. "I will be here."I nodded, the