![]() ![]() I’m twenty-nine now and I finally know it for a fact. In May it will have been four years since I sat in a tinted sedan and contemplated kidnapping Livvie. It’s been a long time since Captive in the Dark today is Friday, February 8th, 2013. Only Livvie could make me whole, and as soon as I had realized it, I couldn’t stop looking for her. Greedily tearing me apart, it asked for Livvie. There was only one thing the void wanted. She’s been very kind to me in the retelling of our story. It was the night my life changed all over again. You want to know what happened that warm summer night in September of 2010, the night I met Livvie at The Paseo. You’re reading this because you want to know about the rest of the story. I assume if you’re reading this, I don’t need to make those justifications. Of course, there’s more to our story than can be surmised in a few short sentences, but I’m at a loss for justifying my behavior back then. But, most importantly, I am the man she loves. ![]() ![]() I am the man who held her in a dark room for weeks. I was a whore in my youth, a killer since my adolescence, and a monster as a man. Well, that’s what I’m trying to figure out. In fact, you probably know too many things and know them far too well. ![]()
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