Havoc
“When does this end?” she questions as we lie in bed a few days later. I’ve had to report my findings to the state, and while I want to keep her name out of it, I have to figure out a way to do so. We haven’t come this damn far in our relationship for me to have to lose her over something like this. “When are we allowed to be happy?”
“We are happy,” I remind her, pushing her hair out of her face as she leans against my chest. “It’s the other bullshit we could do without. The outside influences, and the people who want to make things difficult for us.”
“My dad,” she sighs. “It’s always going to come back to him. He’ll always want me under his thumb, under his control. Until he’s out of the equation, we’ll never be able to let our guard down, Holden.”