Pretty When You Cry

Ivan saves me, but he does more than that. He takes me.

I came from a place of dirt floors and holy scriptures. They told me the world outside was full of sin, and the first night I escaped, I find out it's true. Ivan claims me as his own.

My conditioning runs too deep. Ivan sees what I am. That's the thing about showing a mouse to a cat. He wants to play.

And it's terrifying, even for me.

Because the only thing darker than my past is his.