Page 163 of Seek Me Darling

It ruined me beautifully.

And I let it rule my body.

Because I’m not built for soft. I’m not built for safe. I’m not built for fairy tales.

But I am built for war.

And somehow, without meaning to, I found the kind of love that doesn’t beg to be tamed. The kind that sharpens its teeth beside mine. That doesn’t ask me to shrink or soften, but drags me deeper into the dark and saysmore. A love that doesn’t just survive the blood and fire—butthrivesin it.

So no—I didn’t get a fairy tale.

I got something better.

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