Darkest Before Dawn
“It wasn’t long before the anesthetic effects of sex with Akil wore off, and I was faced with some cold, hard facts. Fear of what I’d become gnawed my bones. My demon stalked happily around my head while guilt, remorse, and disgust churned my gut. I found a bottle of red wine in the cellar and sat at the breakfast table, glowering at the corked bottle and the empty glass beside it. I should have been stronger. I knew that. My demon was my responsibility. I was meant to be something better than t...his weak-willed woman I seemed to be, and yet I sought out means to forget what I was slowly becoming. A monster.
I poured the wine. Akil was no different from the wine in that glass. He could offer me temporary reprieve, but it didn’t solve any of the problems. In fact, he complicated matters with his dark words and even darker needs. I needed help, the kind that wouldn’t come from drinking myself silly or sleeping with the sweet-talking Prince of Hell. If I was the Mother of Destruction, I was surely running headlong down the path of self-destruction with no means of escape.MoreLess
I poured the wine. Akil was no different from the wine in that glass. He could offer me temporary reprieve, but it didn’t solve any of the problems. In fact, he complicated matters with his dark words and even darker needs. I needed help, the kind that wouldn’t come from drinking myself silly or sleeping with the sweet-talking Prince of Hell. If I was the Mother of Destruction, I was surely running headlong down the path of self-destruction with no means of escape.MoreLess
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