Awoken By Passion

Awoken By Passion

I could have handled the two weeks I’d slept away, maybe even the missing day of memory itself or the lack of speech but the truth was. Melody was no more. That I couldn't handle. A hazy void filled into my mind as the murky darkness surrounded me. Empty. Silent. Until I saw Ethan Coffer. His face was what I would call angelic; it was so handsome for a boy of seventeen – dangerous and mysterious.