Sinister Styx

We were born together. We fight together. And if it comes down to it, we’ll die together.

 

We’ve been everything to each other our entire lives – or so I thought. There’s one boundary we’ve never crossed, and lately I find myself ready to obliterate it.

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We’re not good people. The things we’ve done no upstanding person would ever consider on their darkest day. So why is this the thing that makes me hesitate?

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Simple.

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My world would end without him. I can’t risk us on the possibility he’d see me differently if he knew.

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But then he’s taken, and I realize I’ll risk it all for him. Every time. For eternity.