Killing Innocence
by Persian SlipperDisclaimer: Not my boys at all. If they were, they would be having a lot more fun.
I thought she had changed. My naïveté, my ignorance of the difference between love and lust, my willful blindness to her true nature all led me astray. And by the time I had realized my mistake, it was too late. I would have followed her anywhere.
I reflect on this as I lie in the hospital, recovering from my wound. Rays bullet saved me, but it killed some of my naïve belief in my own judgment. Ray should not have been dragged into this; I should have seen what she really was. How could I have ever been so damn naïve?