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.