“When she wanted me, I acted like I didn't need her. Now that I need her, she's acting like she doesn't want me.”

STELLA
To love and feel loved. It’s all anyone aspires to, yet not many reach such arbitrary aspirations. Pain, sadness, fear. Those were emotions I would learn to live with. I was raised by a loathsome tyrant who threatened to ruin me in any and every way he could, shaping me into the perfect porcelain doll he needed me to be, silent and obedient. His own personal marionette, to leave bloody, bruised, and alone, without any hope of a brighter future. That is exactly what I became, until I met him. The dark prince who ruined me more than anybody had, and destroyed whatever was left of me. Yet he was also the only person who ever made me truly feel. I was numb, desensitized to the world until he touched me in a way I had never been touched, and it was at that moment, despite everything else, that I became his.

Boys aren’t supposed to play with dolls, and for damn good reason.

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