My sin . . . My addiction . . .
Before Samson McShane, I was merely Sable Cole, the oldest daughter of our town's druggie. Multiple eyes were on me, watching my every action—waiting for me to mess up.
When I met Samson, we couldn't be more different yet he became my escape. He took me out of the protective shell I created for myself and showed me what it meant to be free.
Our lives would drift apart.
I saw him, clashed with him, and loved him sixteen times.
My past should have shown me the error in loving him. It never did.
Samson McShane was my sin and my addiction. He was my sixteenth need.
