" And now? Because I’d been hurt, beaten. Normal men didn’t want to fuck a woman like that. I was too broken for rough sex, wasn’t I? If anything, they could make love or cuddle or… No. I didn’t want some diluted version of him. I might be broken, but that didn’t mean I wanted him to hide the worst of him. I craved the worst of him. “Please, "

― Skye Warren , Don't Let Go (Dark Nights, #2)