Toxicrelatinship Stories

I loved him in silence. I left him for my sanity. Now I choose me. Six months of silence -only glances across a classroom. Two months to fall, four to ache. Then a single DM lit the fuse. Seven years. Three meetings. A love built on midnight messages and promises that turned into rules. He called it devotion. It felt like a cage-check-ins, jealousy, silence, apologies that never came. I gave him my heart until I almost lost myself. When the choice was him or me, I chose me. I walked away with trembling hands and a spine I didn't know I had. Now there's a different ring, a patient smile, and a chance to relearn trust-starting with the girl in the mirror. This isn't a fairytale. It's a resurrection. He taught me how to break. This is the story of the woman I became. Content note: emotional abuse/manipulation, healing, long-distance relationship, mature themes.

As dream escapes prison what is his manic plan? Will he be tortured more if he gets caught? Will he get caught, or will this turn out to be a love story, or will this end in a toxic relationship?