ZION

My body was wrecked. Pain. Heat. All wrapped beneath my skin, between my thighs, in the hollow space where my heart used to be. All blurred together until I can’t tell which pain belongs to which wound.

Why did he do this? Why now of all times? 

The rejection still burned like acid beneath my ribs. Fallon whimpered, clawing at the edge of my mind, begging to go back to him, to undo it. But there was no going back. 

The look on his face, the way his jaw ...