Chapter 129 The Rare Kind

• AZURA.
• That night Leo didn’t sleep well, tossing and turning and simply lying awake. When he did sleep, his dreams were full of bloodshed, drugs, guns, screams, and dead bodies.
• Every time he got up, I didn’t mention that I was getting them too, carefully keeping my walls up and keeping him close. When the first rays of the morning light crept through the crack in the curtain, Leo sat up running a hand through his hair and exhaling sharply.