I’m lost. Cast adrift. Without purpose.
He’s broken. Angry. Grieving.
Together we were strong. Apart we are driven by nothing but the mindless need for revenge. Hatred can change a person, warping them until they’re nothing but a mangled, twisted version of themselves. And love—well, sometimes love isn’t enough. Is it?
Love. Loss. War. Two people with nothing to lose except each other.
To have and to hold?