As this all unfolds, his love for me intensifies, bringing him to feeling like if he doesn't take me for himself, I might remain out of his reach forever. I need my wits; my courage. I need a plan to get out of here. If this plan works it could mean my freedom, but when did the lines between love, fear, and survival become so horrifyingly blurred? (This is a big ol' work in progress! Chapters are gonna come out in batches and might be rewritten or removed completely! I've been thinking up this story for a while and when I work on it unfortunately there are times when certain parts just don't fit anymore. If you see chapters getting updated or edited just know new chapters are just waiting till I'm done to be released. Enjoy!)