“Understand this, Glyndon, there’s nothing noble or tender about what I feel for you. It’s a violent volcano of obsession, possession, and deranged lust.
If you want love, then I do love you, but it’s the unorthodox version of love.
I love you enough to let you within my walls.
I love you enough to let you talk to my demons.
I love you enough to allow you to have a hold over me when I’ve never allowed anyone to have the power to destroy me from the inside out.”
―
Rina Kent,
God of Malice