This isn’t a romance. You’re not a damsel in distress and I’m not the handsome prince come to save you.
Once upon a time, Caleb held me captive in the dark, now he used it to seduce me.
He had told her he wasn’t Prince Charming, but what he hadn’t said, was he wished he could be.
People often believed they were safer in the light, thinking monsters only came out at night.
Some stories aren’t black and white.
I’m writing this because you begged. You know how I love the begging.
Live for me, Kitten. Be all those things you’d never be with me. Go to school. Meet a normal boy and fall in love. Forgive me. It’s time for you to go, Kitten. Time for us both, to go.