Scarred Hearts Fated Souls

"You're mine. It doesn't matter where you come from." His hand wraps around my wrist, firm yet desperate, stopping me in my tracks. "You know it matters," I whisper, my voice trembling as I turn away, fighting the tears threatening to spill. I can't cry. Not now. Not in front of him. "Eliana, please!" His voice cracks as he pulls me back, his arms encircling me in a grip that feels both possessive and protective. "I won't let you go. You belong with me." Eliana's life has been a shadowy existenc