Trapped In His Mind

Trapped In His Mind

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This is how a Obsession begins, it starts with a hello, and then it grows and grows, he'll watch you, send you flowers. He'll make sure that you'll be okay wherever you go, he'll send you a little notes, but that's not enough for him anymore. You keep on doing it until you realize this, that you're in danger. Until his obsession becomes... his possession. Elizabeth looked up, he lips quivering as he grabbed her wrist and tied them with rope behind her back. "P-please. You're not well! I'm n-not her." She wept. She saw him tense up and the ropes tightened around her wrist even more. He glared at her and shoved her against the wall. "Yes you are. I have to save you. " He said. She cried out as he held up a cloth to cover her mouth. "Why?!" She screamed. He leaned in.... "Because your mine." ▪▪▪ Warning: This story will contain blood and mild sexual scenes. With real life scenarios.
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I was scheduled to die in less than 24hrs from now. And the person who conspires to put me out of my miserable life is the one who put me through hell. His hell. My husband. I didn't mind dying. I was rather happy to finally get this thing over with. You know, get over life. But just when I was ready to rest in peace, I met her. Her beautiful blue eyes glittered with tears bringing light to this moonless night. The cold breeze brought a shiver to her fragile tiny body. She looked nothing less than a porcelain doll, delicate and clean. But she scared me when she looked at me with hope. Hope to save her. I laughed at this naive little girl. How was I to save her when I couldn't save myself? Nevertheless, I extended my hand for her to take, and with some hesitation, she wrapped her whole hand around my one finger. First time in my meaningless life I felt a spark. Spark of life enlightened in me with her one innocent touch. She made me want to live a little while longer with a small innocent promise, holding me tight to live with her, for her. Cover by @Aphroditelivid

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