My identity was stripped from me brutally, like a layer of skin peeled from my body. I am not the person I once was, no longer bound by the chains of a name that no longer fits. I am a stranger to myself, unable to recognize what I have become. It's like looking in the mirror and seeing a stranger staring back. I don't know who I am, and I don't know where to begin. I am a clean slate, a fresh piece of paper, waiting to be written on, looking for new chapters to define my story. My story.
YOU ARE READING
Hunt me, Darling.
Fanfiction----------------TW--------------- When a teenage girl is left for dead on the side of the road after a childhood filled with pain and suffering, she finds comfort in the two men who save her and look after her. They teach her how to hunt, and how to...
