Broken by His Design

Summary

After my world shattered the first time, I swore off the very idea of love. I built walls so thick and opaque that nobody was supposed to find their way through.

Then came Dr. Adrian Locke.

He was the celebrated professor of behavioral psychology who seemed to decipher the words I caught in my throat before I could even shape them.

“I spent a decade in academia, Helena,” he used to whisper, brushing a thumb across my cheekbone, “just so I would know how to read you.”

I thought it was the kind of soul-deep understanding people spend lifetimes searching for.