Kept & Shared
The Curve Masters, Book 4
They searched for the right rhythm, the one that would make me rise with them.
They found it. I no longer knew where I ended and where they began. We were one. One body, one soul, one breath, one strange creature which moaned, growled and whispered.
Once more Diana ran but this time some one followed.
Angelo or Leonardo?
And what if the best option was not to chose?