Omega Bound
I step out of the shower a few minutes later, the mirror is fogged, I wipe it clean and see a girl staring back at me, a used and fake queen, and Luna.
Just a hollowed out shell she's wearing made from fake scent and expensive lies.
“If I become perfect,” I whisper, voice trembling, trying to make myself believe it too, “it will undo it.” The delusion feels good for a second.
If I'm flawless, his ideal type, then what happened that night won't matter, but the bond is really carved into the night and breakable from the look of things.
A soft knock on my door, and my body locks.
“Rhea?” Ethan's voice, gentle and careful.