Late nights spent talking to Charles through the television discussing the particulars of his crimes.

With flickers of a killer glazing her mesmerising eyes little did I see the victim and murderer so hand entwined.

She’d became the victim of the death of our relationship and pulled the trigger on the instigator to escape, be free.

Now when I think back to Edmund it reminds me that all I wanted was for you to be a slave to my heart like I had fallen to be.