"Where am I?" A panicked boy was sitting in bed, tied up and blindfolded. He felt the bed sink. "Who are you?" "What do you want?" The figure leant in closer to his ear and whispered. "You." TRIGGER WARNING: This story contains graphic material and contain themes of rape/sexual abuse/non-consensual sex, violence/abuse, and suicide. Please read at your own risk. [IMPORTANT NOTE: WILL BE REWRITING THIS DURING THE SUMMER SO, EXCUSE THE BAD EXECUTION OF SENSITIVE TOPICS, so if you're willing to wait, please hold off on reading this before I've updated it. Thank you 😊] (Will change the story cover as soon as I can, the art is owned by Cynthia Tedy please support them !!) Link to backup copy of story: https://my.w.tt/GRmJ0Uqoi8

#angst Everything was perfect as if nothing could rip their happiness apart. The time they had spent together were something Yuri couldn't have asked for more. Until one day Yuri woke up on his bed, finding the lack of his lover's, no, his fiancé's presence beside him. Not just on his bed, but his world. [R+] "Second chances are not given to make things right. But are given to prove that we could be better even after we fall." First published December 13th 16