Faith
He lied. Everything in me told me that he was lying. He knew damn well what had happened to Tyler and he had everything to do with his disappearance. I didn't know if I should freak out or just let it slide. Because even if he was behind Tyler's disappearance, he did for me. I knew deep down in me that Malthe would never hurt me. At least not intentionally. So that's why I decided to bury it deep beyond the scars that had formed because that's what Tyler was to me. A scar!
Malthe scooted me closer to him after sitting on the bed. I snuggled more into his hold and placed my head on the surf board of his chest. His arms circled around my torso and his lips perched on my forehead. He smelled so good. He smelled like freedom. Like the knight in the shining armor saving the damsel in di
