Flowers Of The Past

How could she leave now? How could she walk away from the only person who made this suffocating place feel like home?

Dom was rooted here—his blood, his name, his family. He was Havenbrook through and through. She knew that. She respected it. But it didn’t change the fact that she hated this place. And no matter how much she loved him, she didn’t know how to make those two truths exist in the sa