One more day.
One more fight with the person in the mirror.
I see them come and go — beautiful, elegant, exquisite women — and then there is me. No matter what I do, no matter how hard I try, the woman staring back at me is never good enough.
It’s hard to accept that, regardless of how much I try to improve.
Accepting the person in the mirror is the hardest battle in front of me.
Wanting more feels pointless — catastrophically stupid, even.
Then I met a man.
Not a boy. Not a guy.
A man.
When I looked into his ocean-blue eyes, it was as if two souls found each other in the midst of millions of souls, recognised one another, and bonded for eternity.
There is an unimaginable pull towards him, unlike anything I have ever felt before.
It drags at me relentlessly, ignoring logic, fear, and every internal battle I fight to stay in control.
But there is something there.
I can’t quite name it, but I feel it — an edge to him. A darkness just beneath the surface.
And even so…
I don’t think I can let go.
How can I ever be enough when I am always too much.
Too intense. Too honest. Too direct.
How can I be enough when my own parents did not want me.
Then I met an angel, and somehow, somewhere in this universe, everything went quiet.
With her, there is only silence.
All the noise in my head — every racing thought, every brutal edge — is silenced in an instant.
I know my life and my actions make me unworthy of this woman.
But none of that matters now, because she is mine.
I knew it the moment I saw her.
Soon, she will know it as well.
I will not stop until she gives herself to me willingly.
Angela is everything I have ever wanted and more. Her strength. Her vulnerability. Her fire.
All of it completes me in ways I never thought possible.
Maybe one day she will learn to love my darkness too.
But until that day, I will make her love me more than reality itself.
The content of the book might be upsetting for some readers.
I trust you know your triggers before you proceed. The book is recommended exclusively for a mature audience.