I wasn’t always known as the darker, quieter brother out of the three of us.
Watching your best friend die will do that to a person.
The day I lost him, my world went dark.
Every day I get up, I go to work, I make an appearance to keep the questions at bay, and then I go home, back to the quiet loneliness I’ve found comfort in for the last four years.
Rinse and repeat.
Until Olivia Donahue blew into my life.
I wasn’t expecting her.
I wasn’t expecting to enjoy the fire in her blue eyes that only I can seem to put there.
I wasn’t expecting her to scale the walls I had spent years building and begin pulling them down brick by brick.
But most of all, I wasn’t expecting to want her this badly.
And I’ll do whatever it takes to have her.
