Ruin Me

"You think you know me?" she sneered, her eyes cold, but he didn't back down.

"I know what I feel," he said firmly, stepping closer.

"Feelings won't save you," she replied.

Her voice softened, almost breaking.

"If you knew the things I've done, you'd run like the rest of them."

"I'm still standing here, aren't I?" His gaze held hers, unwavering.

She shook her head, her defenses crumbling.

"You can't love someone like me. I ruin everything I touch."

"Then ruin me," he said, his voice low, his eyes full of fire.

"Because walking away isn't an option."