F u c k.
I am losing my mind.
F u c k it all.
And f u c k her for doing this to me and for distracting me.
Everything has been planned perfectly. Everything had gone as smoothly as it could go, despite the Wicked Wolf in attendance, but this woman... she is the wild card I did not see coming.
And in a way that has me buckling in my step, choking at my own breath.
I can reason and lie to myself that I simply wanted her stubborn a s s to survive the journey and not die of dehydration, but I am firmly convinced now that I must be losing my mind.
There’s no other explanation for it.
Because what have I done?
What did I just do?
It is insane. I am actually losing it.
Who else have I done that for? What other target has forced me into doing that? What other target has tempted m
