Shattered Dreams

Running seems to be the theme of my life. I ran the day my sister was abducted. I ran from the pressure of living up to her memory. I continued running straight into the arms of a sexy and confident Dominant who saw my broken pieces and offered me a place to heal and grow in my submission.
I had a glimpse of a future I never dreamed possible, and I thought my days of running were behind me. But just as quickly as they came, my hopes and dreams shattered at my feet. Once again, I heard a familiar voice telling me to run.
Without an explanation, I left everything behind to try to outrun the suffocating pain. But I'm so tired of running. Will I have the strength to face him, and what will happen when he finds out what I've been hiding?