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I couldn't describe the look in his eyes. They were cold, distant. Seeming to hold the weight of a thousand unhappy endings. They seemed to push out any emotion that tried to seep their way in. I wanted to reach out, to give him the warmth that he seemed to be void of. I wanted to comfort him in any way possible, give him the love he didn't have. I didn't realize we were staring until he strides away from the forming group of people, into the house of the madman. I lived in a simple down surrounded by miles of dense woodland. Everything in my life was simple, and I dare to say bland. That was...until he came. He came with a suitcase and a cold glare, scowling at anyone who tried to come close to him. I tried to avoid him, I tried not to cause drama for myself. I didn't want to get close to him like the others. Above all, I didn't want to trust him. Then imagines began to plague my mind, and events occurred that seemed to ride between reality and fantasy. Everything fell into chaos after the moment our eyes met, and it was only the beginning. I never processed how real everything was. I didn't understand the mess I dragged myself into until it was too late. Now I'm stuck with him. Stuck with the one person who might have just changed my life for good.
Chapter 1
