I have... Stockholm Syndrome. (Hiatus)
"You have to decide." He states calmly. I pull at the ends of my hair frustratedly, tears blurring my vision. "I can't! Leave them alone! Just take me!" I yell at the man who had two men with knives brought to my loves throats. "Fine. You have to pick one or they will BOTH die. The clock is ticking, April..." ~~~~~~~~...
Dewasa