She was too good for this world. I was too much of a bastard to push her away. I grew up in this life, and now I run these streets. Blood and violence taint everything I touch. Everything but her. She was my constant through it all. Just a touch would singe and soothe. Just a look would tempt and torment. She became my escape and my addiction. I only survived because she was by my side. I should’ve known better than to indulge. I should’ve known better than to let her fall for me. It was only a matter of time before the danger bled into what we had. I was Laura’s downfall. Problem was, she was mine too.
