Cas

I see my reflection in those greens. Hating what I see, what I’ve become, who her family made me. The logical part of me knows she doesn’t wear my father’s blood, but all rational thought has deserted me. I hate her with every breath. Yet, she takes my rage, stopping me from twisting into an inferno. How can someone be your downfall and redeemer in one? WARNING: Adult content. Explicit sexual content and violence.