I couldn't be myself. I couldn't be who I truly was. He made me. He was my maker. I thought I could trust him. I thought he believed in me. He completed me. He was my mate. I believed he would stand by my side. I believed he would protect me. He was strong. He was my made. I opened up to the wrong man. I trusted the wrong man. He is the one that betrayed me. He is My Murderer.Alle Rechte vorbehalten