BRYNN He was my weakness. The one desire I fought the hardest, but craved the most. There was an unexplainable pull whenever I was near him. I was addicted to him. I was crazed by his touch. I longed for his kiss. Until he broke me... He was cold and callus. What we shared was nothing but meaningless acts. A facade. I was a ploy in his game of control. I had no choice but to move forward. I had to forget the impact he had on me. More importantly,...