Before Dark by Dori Lavelle

I thought love was supposed to be easy. Now I know better.
Saying yes to Winston Slade’s proposal was easy.
Keeping the diamond ring on my finger is proving to be complicated.
But it’s too late. Winston gets what he wants. And Winston keeps what he thinks belongs to him.

He’s perfect on the outside. We are perfect on the outside. But sometimes perfect is imperfection wrapped in a pretty package, and this thing we call love is nothing but an illusion.
Winston’s love is the ocean, and I’m drowning in it. When I come up for air, he pulls me back under. Until the darkness that lives inside his heart surfaces and engulfs both of us.
There’s no going back now, not for him, not for me.

I can’t keep myself from falling, but can I catch myself before I hit the ground?