I was afraid that if I did, she would uncover my mask, and everything would turn cold. I couldn't resist removing her mask while she was in a deep sleep. As I gazed at her peaceful face, a mix of emotions welled up inside me.
'Should I seek revenge on her? Or rather, did I really want to seek revenge on her?'
Since the day I met her, a strange thought had taken root in my mind: to possess her! In a way, I had indeed possessed her now. In fact, if I wanted, I could consume her entirely. But what then?
If I wanted to retaliate, I could have done so since the day she opened up her social circle. I could have easily shared those artistic photos of her, those portraits, and she would have been done for. And any one of those intimate videos of us could destroy her.
But I didn't. Instead, I carefully protected them. All of this stemmed from that unrealistic and evil thought deep within me.
