Chapter Twenty-Nine
Cass
Following Bash through the shoe store, I couldn’t seem to focus on the smell of leather or any of the shoes and boots that surrounded us. I couldn’t get my mind off of what he had said earlier.
‘I want you. I want all of you. I can share you with the others, but I want your love. Your soul, I want your heart to beat for me.’
How was I supposed to please him, to do what he wanted, if it was that?
Would I be able to fake love? It sounded like that was what he was asking. Was someone like him even capable of love?
I didn’t know if I was going to make it out of this with my mind intact. My body would heal, but would my soul?
The colors of the shoes grew brighter and more cheerful. Bash stopped and I almost ran into him, stopping just before I did. He turned aro
