and yet again, in his presence, i began shaking. but this time, i won't let my nerves get the best of me. "get the fuck away before i call the cops" i mumble.
"okay.. okay. i just wanted to say that i'm sorry" he cried. i chuckle at his words.
"you're sorry? that's it? after 2 fucking years of torture, caused by you, that's all you say"
i look out my window. "please.." he begged. i look over at him, but i don't recognize his eyes.
they're not cold, and mean. they're quite.. soft actually. i could tell he was trying to hide it, but i could see the tears swelling up in his eyes.
"i.. i was young, and stupid. and.. i was looking for someone. anyone. and i found you."
and at that moment, my heart shattered. i don't know what's possessing me, but he's being kind.
ethan dolan. my kidnapper. being kind. to me? somethings changed. he's changed.
