Sinclair Taylor My past is mine. It doesn’t own me. I own it. What I won’t do is live with those past skeletons anymore. Except the dreams… Even if returning home might conjure up some old feelings. It’s best those emotions rest peacefully along with my devious truths unspoken. Cass was my best friend… WAS being the operative word. I understand all of this is my fault. Like I said, I own it. But he can rise above it or be buried alongside those devious truths. Casson Jackson She used to own me. She destroyed me. She’s my past. Now she’s back… And I’m not that same guy she left behind. I’m the asshole she’s single handedly created. Her deceptive demons left some deep scars. Luckily for her, that’s my preferred kind of foreplay now. Time to introduce her to the new me. I’ve been patiently waiting on her.