Possessive Drug (Editing)
I look into surprised hazel eyes of the woman that I've known for basically forever. My body starts to tremble, from rage, sadness, and fear. My baby girl starts to cry, my son starts to wine, and my green eyes are now spilling tears because of the realization of what happened these last Seventy Four hours are slowly sinking in.
"Ash, please help me." I say, my voice laced with plea.
"Time to face the music and dance the dance that was meant to be danced."
(Sequel to Possessive Love)