![]() And if we went crashing and burning I at least wanted to limp away with the experience of having had him in every way. And because fear niggled the back of my mind, sending signals to the rest of my body that this needed to happen now, because we were on borrowed time. Tell me the real reason you’re in such a hurry?”īecause falling asleep in your arms feels too good to be true, I shouted at him in my head. “Is that what you think this is about?” He chased my gaze. “There’s no rush, Phoenix,” Sebastian whispered. ![]() My name is Phoenix Michaelson, and I am The Boy Who Loved Wicked. Would our love rise up from the ashes? Or would it smolder in the ruins? There was only one possible outcome-we were both going to burn. An affair that should’ve never been, a wrong that the universe sought to right. ![]() ![]() ![]() In time, every line put in place became blurred as what we shared sparked the flames of a forbidden affair. Intrigue turned into obsession, and common interests set the stage for a tentative friendship with the enigmatic man. I’d impatiently waited three years to take the course, but from the moment he strode in with his sad eyes that mirrored my own, I was intrigued by only him. “The madness of love is the greatest of heaven’s blessings.”ĭay 1 of senior year at Denwin High was not supposed to end with my thoughts consumed by the new AP Philosophy teacher. ![]()
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