I'm telling you, monsters aren't born, they're made.
He was my tormentor and my solace; the creator of the dark and the light within.
My heart, independent of my logic, had reserved a place for my tormentor and my solace.
Some stories aren't black and white.
People often believed they were safer in the light, thinking monsters only came out at night.
This isn't a romance. You're not a damsel in distress and I'm not the handsome prince come to save you.