Lauren's breathing hitched when Alec cupped her face with both hands, his eyes were midnight black as he stared into hers. She could see both madness and tranquility in his orbs, proof that things didn't always need to be similar to be together… that there were different things meant to be perfectly fit for each other.
"If there is something I cannot do in this world, that is hurting you, Lauren, you should remember that. Always." He said it so quietly that she almost didn't understand the words if she wasn't reading his lips.
"I know," she whispered with conviction, telling him that there was no need for a reminder because she believed it was a truth no one could disprove. "But these shackles don't seem to be a good idea for me…"
