FLORIAN'S P.O.V.

I held onto her hand, more for the fact that I needed her to keep me grounded than anything else.

I have always told myself that my world was pretty stable. The ghosts of my parents, the guilt that lingered, the demons in my mind, and the revenge I fully intend to go through with.

Then her.

She could, with one look, one glance, one word, ruin everything that I have worked so hard for, and I know, deep down that I would let her.

When I told her that I was in love with her, I knew better than to expect it back. Someone who was in...