One afternoon years after that day I said, "Bryce Devereaux."
"Hmm what?"
"Bryce Devereaux. It's who you saved all those years ago from drowning. His name was Bryce Devereaux."
And then he smiled. Holy shit, he smiled and I fell in love even more. And I would spend the rest of my life smiling back at him, loving him. If only he'd let me.
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If You'd Let Me
Short StoryIn which a man, whose life is build on lies, finds his truth in an unexpected place. Or in which an assassin struggles with his mental health and finds a lover on the way.
