Black Clouds of Cotton by C.M. Radcliff

Ander was never a part of my plan but when he came tearing into my life, I welcomed his destruction with open arms.
Our demons danced in the darkness together to a haunting melody of their own.
But Ander craved the poison that he injected into his veins and in the end, that was the only thing that mattered.
Contrary to the popular belief: love does not conquer all.
His love for heroin won.
His love for me died.
Or so I thought…
One fateful night, one detrimental accident.
That’s all it takes to shatter my already fragile world.
He’s come back to ruin me what’s left of me.
And even though I shouldn’t be, I’m ready for his pain.