Chapter fifty

Natasha's pov

I did not know which direction I was going in, or where to turn. All I knew was I needed to be near him. Yes, need. Not, want. There is a difference.

A "want" is something you desire and crave to have.

A "need" is something you view as essential, maybe even for your survival or inner peace.

I needed to be near him. He was my peace to my turmoil, my calmness to my storms, my quiet to my loudness, my safety and security... to my unpredictable, treacherous emotions and thoughts whirling inside of me.

He was steady within my chaos. When I was with him, everything drifted away like a fog dissipating over a lake slowly in the late morning. He was my home.

My other half.

He felt something was wrong even when he was not with me. What a connection we have. Unlike any other I ever experienced. He was also my romance and passion I found in no other.

He took to rise to something primal and deep awakenings inside me. He fed me, Victor Hugo and Fitzgerald, during the day, then
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