Hah!
A hysterical laugh kissed her lips.
What sheer impossibility that he loved her as much as she loved him?
Nothing.
After all girls were his pawns
Tools for his disposal.
How easy for him to capture their innocence and fling it away.
She was but another victim of his maniacal behavior
But another man, he who communicates with her.
“Love” he says,
Like the charmer who stole her virtue.
Could she risk herself with this new man?
Would his senseless word prove her wrong?
That, she knew not.
However, a new sensation filled her lungs with pure life.
She did not, could not relish this sensation with the evil shadow she pledged her soul to.
Instead, to this person, who stitched her up when she was crying on the street
Her tear tainted face red and pained.
His heart caught in his throat when he laid eyes on her, the most perfect thing in his life even though if he knew nothing about this mystery woman.
The first words escaping from his throat were saturated with such passion;
It knocked her breathless.
Her fragile female heart mended with him, completely forgetting the horridly true fact that she has lost herself.
Will he push himself on her like the other one, or will he actually listen and wait for her porcelain soul to repair?
That was a risk she knew she had to take.