“Those are a lot of sweet words,” I said.

The second that Darian stopped touching me the perpetual maze of emotions returned like they’d missed me. The feeling wasn't mutual. I had loved not feeling anything except a numbing pleasure but now, seeing them and hearing all of the shit that played in my head, it was like a party with the ghost of my past dancing on my heart with nails under their feet while they reenacted every bad thing that’s ever happened. When Darian touched me ...