Midnight Cravings

Previously

…Her heart hammered against her ribs, a frantic bird trapped in a cage. He was speaking her deepest fears aloud, articulating the very dissatisfaction she’d spent years trying to ignore. The ‘midnight cravings,’ as she sometimes thought of them in the privacy of her own mind – the longing for something more, something vibrant, something that made her feel alive. “What if,” he continued, his gaze never leaving hers, “there are other flavors to taste? Other worlds to explore, just beyond the edges of what you know?” He