𝕮𝖗𝖎𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖆𝖑𝖘 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖙𝖔𝖔

𝓒𝓸𝓶𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓽 #5

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𝖂𝖊'𝖛𝖊 𝖇𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖌𝖍 𝖑𝖎𝖋𝖊'𝖘 𝖚𝖕𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖓𝖘, 𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖎𝖓𝖘𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖍𝖚𝖘𝖎𝖆𝖘𝖒 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖇𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝖆𝖒𝖆𝖟𝖎𝖓𝖌.𝕴 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚.

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ℭ𝔞𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔬 𝔭.𝔬.𝔳.

   I crashed to this island 4 years ago. Originally I'm suppose to be dead right now. His plan was to kill me but I feel in love with the man that tried to kill me. Zaroff. I guess he fell for me too, since now, we're engaged. Don't ask how it happened. I don't know either. But I love him, even if  I have at least 4 scars because of him. He even let me re-name the island we live on. Its not the official name but he let me give it a new nickname, just for us to use. He sometimes thinks I'm using him for his money. And I'm not. I love him for him and sometimes it takes me a while to convince him of that. I honestly don't like the rich and gold look and title, so that alone tells him I'm not using him for money.

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ℭ𝔞𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔬 𝔭.𝔬.𝔳.

   We were cuddling again on our bed. It was only 4:52 in the afternoon. I had a panic attack out of no where a few 30 minutes ago and Zaroff picked me up and took care of me while I was limp and tearful. I can't remember the last time I had one of these. 

   𝐼 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒸𝓇𝓎𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝓁𝑜𝓊𝒹𝓁𝓎 𝒾𝓃𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓇𝑜𝑜𝓂 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎. 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝒶𝓃𝒾𝒸 𝒶𝓉𝓉𝒶𝒸𝓀. 𝐼 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝒻𝑜𝑜𝓉𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓅𝓈. 𝒱𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓋𝓎 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒻𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝑜𝓉𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓅𝓈. 𝒵𝒶𝓇𝑜𝒻𝒻 𝒷𝓊𝓈𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝑜𝑜𝓂 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒸𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝑒, 𝒶𝓈𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓂𝑒 𝒾𝒻 𝐼 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝑜𝓀 𝑜𝓇 𝓃𝑜𝓉. 𝐼 𝒻𝑒𝓁𝓉 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓀 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝑜𝑜𝓇. 𝐼 𝓃𝑜𝒹𝒹𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓅𝑜𝓃𝓈𝑒, 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝐼 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒹𝑜𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑜𝓅𝓅𝑜𝓈𝒾𝓉𝑒. 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐼'𝓂 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓉𝓉𝓎 𝓈𝓊𝓇𝑒 𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓁 𝐼 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓁𝓎𝒾𝓃𝑔. 𝐻𝑒 𝓈𝓁𝑜𝓌𝓁𝓎 𝓇𝓊𝒷𝒷𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝓎 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝓊𝑔𝑔𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓂𝑒, 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒶 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓁𝑒 𝓊𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓁 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝓇𝓎𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓅𝓅𝑒𝒹. 𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝒾𝒸𝓀𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝑒 𝓊𝓅.

   He made me some tea and got me some food to calm me down. I wasn't too hungry but I ate it anyway. Everything I wanted in the moment, he would find a way to give it to me, just to calm me down. He played me some music and read to me while he had his arm around me. He even bought me some gifts. He fed me my food, and told me stories about Russia and his childhood. Zaroff sometimes calls me "Hub" or "Hubby", especially while he's drunk. He calls me "Darling", "Honey", "Baby", and "Pretty boy" most of the time. Even while reading and telling me stories, he praised me. Making sure I got better. A long time ago, the last time I had a panic attack, I said I wanted a pet bird and the next day he got me a bird. we still have him, I named him Chompo. I call Chompo "Gordo" and "napal" too. Just for fun. He always buys me plushies and dark chocolate. He honestly spoils me, but when "I" give him a gift, he gets surprised and sometimes even refuses to take the  gift.

   We've always talked about making a family, but we're not quit ready yet. Zaroff is planning to teach and raise our child his ways with murder and hunting humans. 

God, I love him.

More than anything . . .

I can't wait for the day we get married, officially . . .

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