There is nothing I won’t do to keep her.
The crash has taken everything from me. I was Eden Hale, a girl with a future, parents I adored, and a life just beginning. Now…I don’t know who I am.
I’m broken in more ways than bones. Stuck in a hospital, and the only person with me is Felix, the stranger who pulled me from the wreckage.
He says people don’t survive what we did by chance. He says no one else understands. In grief, his attentiveness feels like salvation. In loneliness, his possessiveness feels like love.
As I rebuild my life, fighting my way through depression, rehab, and nightmares, he’s there. The savior who calls me his Pretty Thing.
I stop knowing where healing ends and dependence begins. Because some people rescue you, and some people keep you. And sometimes you stop knowing when safety becomes captivity.
