"A devotion and a comfort in knowing that I was his, regardless of whether he chose to cherish or to ruin." • People around you wear masks; decorated in ways they can appear to your liking. Picked so delicately, yet not at all; because after a while, the delicacy starts to wear off. It gets sloppy, making you a stranger to people you've known your whole life. "You've changed," They say. Yet the person you were in the first place, was always unbeknownst to them. But we have found a way around it, and no one will be able to see through the mask you have set above your face. Except from one person. Thus when that mask drops and you let yourself be vulnerable without a single doubt in your mind; you will know. You will know that you have found (him). -psychological thriller, romance-