EOIN
The first time I see her, she's been broken-by the sort of cruelty I myself enforce.
She knows exactly who I am and what I'm capable of.
But I won't let the sins on my hands or the darkness in my heart touch her.
Her uncle's murder pushes us closer, and I can't bring myself to let her go.
Even though it's all wrong.
Because she's a beacon of light in a dismal world. An angel.
Because she's mine.