You knew me but I didnât know you.
To me you were a stranger.
A random person in the crowd.
No one.
If I could go back, if I knew what I know now, I would have run.
But I canât go back.
And I didnât know better.
Not then.
I didnât know you would ruin me.
Ruin me with lies.
With lust.
With longing.
Just look at me now in this world without you.
I have nothing.
This is not a love story.
It is a story of obsession.
* This dark romance psychological suspense story contains scenes intended for a mature audience.
Reader discretion is advised.