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Like the sands of time, it shifts, it's mercurial ... unpredictable.I grew up stern, detached, like a person looking through glass, observing. But everything had come to the forefront, and nothing could ever prepare me for what the next chapter entailed.I could no longer be the observer but would become the one being observed.He ceaselessly watched, clutching me like a disease. His poison gradually possessed me until I was fully submerged under his twisted spell.The dark side of love-his perverse love.I was out for blood. Anyone would do.
