#Chapter27

The last 24 hours have been confusing, I’d spent the first couple of hours crying on Seven’s shoulders and the next few hours trying to glue myself back together from the mess my father left behind and then eventually my grief turned into cravings and I was willingly having sex with Seven, I didn’t understand it and neither did he but we were both happy with it.

After what seemed to be a moment of weakness, I composed myself, trying not to fall into the trap of wanting something with Seven that I knew could never exist between us, he was an Alien. A cold blooded killer, he had...