Pain ripped him apart, molecule by molecule. It was the same every day and night. The pain and torture never ended. And he remembered everything he’d done to her, the ways he’d nearly broken her. But she fought back and now he was the one who was broken.
He had been a monster before he’d met her and he’d become one again when he had realized he loved her more deeply than he’d loved anything before. But that didn’t matter now, not where he was. He would stay in this hell for all eternity, ripped apart for his sins.
