The Prey

To escape the flame, you must first dare to dance with it. And I didn’t know if I had the strength to let it burn away my sins or if I’d simply become one with the darkness it left behind.

His eyes were cold and that cold burned me.

My legs trembled, and so did my hands, as I shielded my body, fully expecting him to pin me down. But he didn’t. Another blow to my senses. It was as if I were staring at a stranger—a man I barely recognized.

“Ju…” His name withered on my tongue dissolving into the silence as he pushed himself off me....