The Haunting Beast

They call it a crime of passion, but what do they know of passion? It's a fire that consumes everything in its path, leaving only ashes behind.

I've watched the world burn, and I've played my part in the flames. Now, I'm entangled in a game far darker than I ever anticipated, with him the one who sees through my façade. He thinks he can save me, but I'm not the damsel in distress. I'm the villain of my own story, and the only one capable of saving is myself.

My past bleeds into the present.
I've stopped running.I've learned to live in them.