Silas De Luca
I noticed her the day she challenged me without even knowing my name. Most people lower their eyes when I walk into a room, but she held my stare like she wasn’t afraid of what she’d find. If she knew the truth about me, she would be. I’ve built my life on control—of fear, of power, of every move I make. Then she came along and made control feel impossible. I kept my distance at first, watching from shadows where I’m strongest. But she has this habit of stepping into my darkness like she belongs there. I told her loving me would only bring trouble, and I meant it. Still, when she reaches for my hand, I feel something dangerously close to hope. And hope, in a life like mine, might be the most dangerous thing of all.
About Silas De Luca
I noticed her the day she challenged me without even knowing my name. Most people lower their eyes when I walk into a room, but she held my stare like she wasn’t afraid of what she’d find. If she knew the truth about me, she would be. I’ve built my life on control—of fear, of power, of every move I make. Then she came along and made control feel...Read more