He might be my captor…
But I don’t want to ever escape.
The second he saw me, Uriel decided I was his.
Im his hostage, his prisoner, his newfound treasure.
I hate how he watches over me.
How safe I feel in my captors arms.
I should fear him…
So why do I want to stay?
I should hate this beautiful monster.
Instead, Im drowning in his touch.
In the way he looks at me like Im salvation itself.
When my sister comes to save me
I realize I dont want to be saved.
My captivity has become my escape.
And my captor
Has become my everything.
Now I have to choose:
The family that claims to love me
Or the jailer who showed me what love truly means.
