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Karina
He was my demon.
Nine years ago, I fell in love with a kind, blue-eyed baseball player.
Today that bat swinging, blue-eyed boy was now the mafia’s number one hit man.
And me?
I was his prisoner.
Collin
She was my angel.
She was nothing to me. She had to be nothing to me.
She only saw the good in people, and somehow, she thought there was goodness in me.
She was wrong.
I was and always will be a monster.
If she didn’t believe me, then I would just have to show her.