Only You
Liora J Belmont-Siron the darkness was comfortable for metrouble when you walked inthe other side of the doorbajo la puerta de los susurros
I was completely, utterly trapped.
My mind was a chaotic, swirling nightmare. Bryce was out there. A man who shared my exact face, my voice, and my DNA, was currently wearing my clothes and my wedding ring. He was a deeply traumatised, dangerously delusional stranger who was actively infiltrating my life.