Captive{ated}

Captive{ated}
She met him in a bookstore, a chance encounter that bloomed into a whirlwind summer romance. He was charming, attentive, and his hazel eyes held a captivating secret. But as love deepened and he led her to his secluded world, the intoxicating captivation began to twist into a chilling captivity. What starts as a fairy tale quickly descends into a nightmare where freedom is a distant memory and the truth about Caleb's world—and his intentions—unravels with terrifying clarity. Will she find a way to escape, or is she destined to wilt in his beautiful, isolated cage?

I have been and always will be a firm believer that every story should start with a bit of foreshadowing. It draws the reader in. It gives them just enough insight of what is to come to keep them reading.

So, here's our foreshadow: if I would've known about you what I know now, I would've never talked to you that day in the bookstore. I would've never turned my head to you when you asked for help. In fact, I would've quit my job as soon as I heard your voice, walked away, and never looked back.

But of course, I couldn't do any of that because how could I have known?

Instead of ending it before it began, I have every second spent with you engraved in my head. They are etchings that burn and itch- a few that even feel light and fluttery- carved so deeply in me they left a trail of blood in their wake. Your hazel eyes, the ones that shifted from green to brown which I adored so much in the beginning but grew to fear. Your charm, the accent that I could never place and became trapped in when I learned its origin.

Your ability to make me smile, laugh, and love; all of which I would've never fallen victim to.