Something is… …wrong… …with me. For as long as I can remember, I’ve always felt…empty. Incomplete. Like a part of me is…missing. This hollow feeling has dominated my life. I’ve never been able to feel anything else. My world has always been cold…dark…silent. My mother was exactly like me when she was a child. But when she met my father, everything changed for her. He brought warmth and color and life into her world. He made her…complete. She told me that, one day, I’d meet someone special, just like she did. Someone who would cure me…fix me…save me. I’ve spent my entire life waiting for that day… …dreaming of the moment when I’d meet the person who would complete me. It was the only thing for me to look forward to. It was my only reason to live. And then…one day… …I found him. When I met him, something changed inside of me. My world was filled with color and light. It was like I had opened my eyes for the first time. I felt warm. I felt complete. I felt…alive. He is my escape from the cold, grey, empty world I’ve been trapped in. He is the one I’ve been waiting for. The person I want to spend the rest of my life with. But… …someone…is trying to take him from me. She wants him, but not in the same way that I want him. She could never appreciate him the way I do. She doesn’t deserve him. He belongs to me. I have to stop her. Even if it means hurting her. Even if it means killing her. There is nothing I won’t do for him. I won’t let anyone come between us. I don’t care what I have to do. I don’t care who I have to hurt. I don’t care whose blood I have to spill. I won’t let anyone take him from me. Nothing else matters. No one else matters. He. Will. Be. Mine. He doesn’t have a choice.