𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐘
When it came to Anna, I was the most selfish son of bitch on the planet. I hardly ever left her side in fear that I might miss a moment, or the chance to see her grow from the scared girl we found in the container to the confident woman I knew she could be. I knew this because somehow she was strong enough to tame me. She took the darkness in me and made it her light, and now my entire life revolved around making sure she never had to suffer in the darkness again, but rather thrive in it.
That was why what I had planned for her was crucial if I wanted her to finally realize to get over her past, she needed to embrace it. Accept it. Conquer it. It was the only way. But it also had the potential to backfire and fuck up all the progress we'd managed to make so far. It was risky, but it had to be done if I wanted my innocent Anna to become the strong woman I knew she was meant to be — especially since I knew whose blood ran through her veins.
