Vengeance //PJM

"I smiled again. It was easy, automatic. They always called me mistress of love,warm-hearted, someone who cared too much, but that wasn't true.
Caring took effort. Feeling took energy. I had neither in me. The world around me moved with color and sound, but inside, I was still. Blank. Empty."

Story of a woman who was looking for answer why she couldn't feel,

And a man who makes her feel.