I'm Anya. Age 19. A girl so smart that I didn't even need to go to collage to get my dream job. I used to be your ordinary girl you'd see on the streets. Someone you could possible be friends with, someone that you could consider family even. I never caused trouble to anybody; I went to church. I had several friends, and a few enemies like a normal people does. I used to work as a well paid photographer, that was the one and only job I've ever had. That was my dream job. I loved that job. I could've worshiped that job if I really wanted to. All my time, sweat, and effort went into it. But sometimes things never last. And one day, somehow, my job brought me trouble.
Abel Tesfaye. The Abel Tesfaye.
Now I know what some of you are thinking: "Trouble? How is he trouble? Anyone that even gets to be in his presence is a blessing." You're wrong. That man..no, no, that asshole is one of the people that don't belong in the world. He belongs in prison or an asylum. He's crazy. Wanna know why?
Well, here's my story.
