I pushed her away to keep my secrets to myself. What I don’t yet know is that her life is already in danger. I have so many regrets. If we had never met, she’d be safe now. Some love stories are a slow burn. Ours was quick to ignite, scorching and branding our souls before we’ve even taken that first breath. Everything around me blurred and all that existed were his lips, his touch… The chase and the heat between us became addictive. Our nights together were a distraction; one we craved to the point of letting the world crumble around us. We should have paid attention; we should have known that it would come to this. We both knew it couldn’t last, but that didn’t change what we desired most. All we wanted was each other…