New Book on Inkitt. You're My Heaven To My Hell.
How do I feel? Well, my heart is pounding against my chest like it’s being hunted by a serial killer or haunted by the devil... But how do I explain that in a single emotion?
“I-I feel alright.” I answer, tilting my head as I scan through her clothes and I decide on comfortable black joggers and a blue shirt.
God, it feels easier to say a random, positive answer than racking your brain to find an honest one.














