CHAPTER 18

Rexford sleeps beside me. His perfectly shaped face is sleeping peacefully as I think about the things he said. It makes me so sad to know that he's been holding it all to himself.

He wasn't born evil. Nobody is. But I guess when everyone is telling you one thing you start to believe it. And Rexford believed that he was nothing more than a brutal, cruel killer. To me he is much more. And he will never have to feel alone as long as I'm here.

"Morning, '' he says, still sleepy. I give him a smile then get up from bed. "Good morning, slept good?" I ask. He answered with a sleepy nod. "Wow I've never seen you this tired before '' I say. I get up from bed "Oh wait, did we" he looks at the bed then back at me. "Rexford nooo behave" I say crossing my arms. "I don't know what got into me last night, I can't remember much but I want you to forget the conversation we had." He says.

"It's fine I'm here for you..." I get interrupted by him. "No I don't want to talk about it, just forget it" he s