"Take a deep breath...and relax. You can take it...little sister..." When I finally mastered the art of hating…someone finally started to love me. But it took me so long to realize. That I was loving her too. Maybe, not in the way she should’ve been loved. Maybe not in the way society likes. But I didn’t care. I had no voice. But she listened. I had no light, she became my guide. And when I couldn’t hear, she became my ears. But fate likes to fuck with the little guy. Kick us while we’re down. Push us until we break. And break we did. She sacrificed herself for me, and I gave my freedom for her. But now, I have her life in my hands. And what her next moves in this little game, determines if she lives or dies. The boy she once loved, Toryen Fucking Wulff is dead. And all that’s left, is the monster that society has created.