{ONGOING} "baby we're meant to be" "no we're not! stay away from me!" he pulls her closer to him, his knife over her neck and her breath hitching, wanting someone to help her out of this situation. moving his face closer to hers he whispers to her creepily "until death do us part.." "we'll always be meant to be, mon amour" 𝗦𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗺𝗮𝘆 𝗯𝗲 𝘁𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀, 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗸 𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘃𝗶𝗼𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲, 𝗳𝗼𝘄𝗹 𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘂𝗮𝗴𝗲, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺!𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗶𝗻𝘃𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆, 𝗗𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗻'𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗳𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁