Like the sands of time, it shifts, it's mercurial…unpredictable.
I grew up stern, detached, like a person looking through glass, observing. But my preservation had been broken. Everything had come to the fore, and nothing could ever prepare me for what the next chapter entailed for me.
I could no longer be the observer but the one being observed.
He ceaselessly watched, clutching onto me like a disease. His poison gradually possessed me until I’m fully submerged under his twisted spell.
The dark side of love—his perverse love.
I was out for blood, anyone would do.