Chapter 64: blood brothers

Hardy's POV

Control.

I had little control over my life and every aspect of my childhood growing up, mostly because I had the devil as my mother, a coward as a father and a world who found new ways to break me down each day.

Growing up like that made me extremely guarded, I yielded control to no one. I cling to it like one would cling to sanity.

Yesterday was different. Yesterday, I did something I haven't done in a long time.

Yesterday, I let go of that control…I handed it over to her.

It didn't make any sense to me. It didn't make sense why I yielded control, why I lowered my guard and I allowed a girl into my head.

I did that for Miracle Cole and I didn't think twice about it.

If I could yield control just with a snap of a finger then what wouldn't I do for the girl?