Accepted & Rebuilt by Bry Ann

Five years. You’d expect so much to have changed, right?
Wrong.
Ride or die. I said those words.
Easy words to speak. Hard words to live by.
Hard when the man you love, your hero, the man you see through rose-colored glasses, has a father who is a serial killer. Hard when you feel the man you love slowly drift away from you.
Life comes to a halt. It becomes all about survival.
I’ve done that dance.
Survive. Never thrive. I’m okay with that.
Nix isn’t. Not at all.
He has a plan. A terribly destructive plan that can and does wreak havoc on all of us.
He doesn’t know I have a plan too. To prove to him I can handle anything and everything he dishes out. I want to handle it.
Because when you love someone, you’re their teammate.
You build them up.
You accept them.
More than anything, you love them.
… And I love him.
I just hope it doesn’t kill us.