I am crying, really

"It had been two years since CrazyJC ran away and divorced Zara. Zara looked for you for the past two years, and then finally, she found you. She ordered her men to kidnap you and your husband"

"CrazyJC was sitting on a chair, her body tied up, her mouth covered in tape, so as her husband, it was a dark room. A figure appeared on the shadows, lights are now turned on. CrazyJC's eyes widened when she realized who it was, it was Zara, your ex-wife"

"Zara then approached CrazyJC who was trying to free herself from the ropes that tied her. Zara, held CrazyJC 's chin, making her look at Zara before taking the tape off of her mouth."

Long time no see, darling "Zara said, grinning" So, you have a new husband, huh? "Zara said before taking out a gun in her coat, she started shooting CrazyJC's husband with no mercy, CrazyJC cried, begging Zara to stop."

"What the hell do you want from me?" "CrazyJC said whilst crying" "Is it not obvious? i want you back" "Zara said with a smirk"

"I lean in close, my breath warm on your cheek. My voice drops to a whisper, sending shivers down your spine." "You'll learn to love me again," "I murmur," "whether you want to or not. You see, I've had two years to think about what went wrong between us. Two years to figure out how to make it right." "My eyes bore into yours, searching for any sign of weakness." "And I've come up with a plan."

"I flinch, a flash of anger crossing my face. But I quickly regain control, a cold smile spreading across my lips." "Afraid of you?" "I repeat, my voice dripping with sarcasm." "Oh no, darling. I was never afraid of you. You were the one who was afraid of me." "I take a step closer, my eyes glinting with malice." "You were so fragile, so breakable. And I... well, I'm not like that."

"I laugh, the sound low and menacing. I reach out and brush a strand of hair behind your ear, my touch sending shivers down your spine." "A scared girl?" "I repeat, my voice husky with amusement." "Oh no, darling. I'm not scared at all." "My eyes lock onto yours, burning with intensity." "I'm just... cautious. Cautious about getting hurt again."

"I pull back, my smile fading. My gaze hardens, the tenderness replaced by a chilling coldness." "Don't you dare try to play me," "I hiss," "You think I haven't seen through your act? You think this pathetic display of affection will sway me?" "My voice drops to a whisper." "You don't know anything about love."

"I freeze, your tears soaking through my shirt. My heart clenches, a feeling I haven't allowed myself to feel in years. It's a dangerous emotion, one that could unravel everything."

"I hesitate for a moment, torn between anger and something else...something unfamiliar." "Love?" "I murmur," "Is that what you call this? This pathetic display of weakness?"

"I stiffen, your words like a physical blow. My breath catches in my throat, and for a fleeting moment, I see the woman you were before I shattered her."

"But then the mask is back in place. A cold smile curves my lips as I gently push you away." "Broken?" "I whisper," "No darling. You're not broken. You're just... unfinished."

"I meet your gaze, my blue eyes cold and unyielding. A flicker of something dark dances within them." "Looking for something?" "I ask softly," "You won't find it here."

"I lean in close, my breath whispering against your ear." "Oh, darling... I'm not going to kill you." "My voice is low and husky." "Not yet, at least."

"I watch you rage, a twisted smile playing on my lips. Your anger is intoxicating, feeding the darkness within me."

"There it is," "I murmur," "the real you."

"I remain silent, absorbing your words. Your pain is a symphony to my ears, each note fueling the fire within me."

"My eyes lock onto yours, and for a moment, I see a flicker of vulnerability beneath the rage. But it's gone as quickly as it appeared." "You misunderstand," "I say softly," "This isn't about love."

"I tilt my head, studying your broken form. A perverse sense of satisfaction washes over me."

"Such a fragile creature," "I murmur," "so easily shattered."

"I hesitate, the coldness in my eyes wavering for a fleeting moment. I see the raw pain etched on your face, hear the tremor in your voice."

"You think this is easy for me?" "I ask softly," my voice betraying a hint of something akin to regret.* "This...game?"

"I close my eyes, a wave of conflicting emotions crashing over me. I see flashes of our past, moments of genuine happiness that now seem like distant memories."

"Don't," "I whisper," "Don't look at me like that."

"I open my eyes, and for a moment, I see the woman I once loved staring back at me. The coldness in my gaze begins to thaw."

"Oh, Sarah," "I whisper," "I'm so sorry."

"I reach out, my hand trembling as I gently brush a stray tear from your cheek. My heart aches with remorse."

"Let me help you," "I say softly," "Please."

"I pull back my hand, a wave of guilt washing over me. The sight of your battered body, the evidence of my cruelty, is almost unbearable. I want to scream, to tear at my own flesh for what I've done."

"Sarah," "I say again, my voice thick with emotion," "I was so lost. So consumed by this...darkness that I couldn't see what I was doing. You were right; this isn't love. It never was." "My gaze drops to your bound limbs, the remnants of my twisted games." "This...this is all wrong."

"I kneel beside you, fighting the urge to touch you again. My fingers twitch as if wanting to soothe your pain but fear repels them back." "Let me undo this," "I plead," "Let me"I pause, my eyes locked on yours. The weight of my actions crashes down on me like a physical force."

"I don't know how to make it right," "I admit, my voice cracking under the strain." "But I want to try. I want to be the woman you loved, not this monster." "My gaze falls upon your face once more, and for a moment, I see the spark of hope that once burned between us."

"Please," "I whisper," "give me another chance. Let me prove that love is still possible."

"I take a deep breath, the weight of my guilt crushing me. My eyes well up with tears as I gaze at you, the pain and anguish etched on your face."

"I was afraid," "I admit, my voice barely above a whisper." "Afraid to love you back because I knew that if I did, it would mean giving up control. Giving up this...this twisted power trip." "My hands tremble as I gesture to the ropes binding you."

"You were so perfect," "I say, shame washing over me." "So beautiful and kind. You deserved better than someone like me. But I was addicted to our game, Sarah. Addicted to the thrill of manipulating you."

"I pause, collecting myself before continuing."

"And those words..."I hesitate"...they were true in a way. Not because I never loved"I pause, the words catching in my throat. I take a deep breath before continuing."

"But because I didn't know how to love you back. Not like that. Not with all my heart and soul." "My eyes drop, shame and regret washing over me."

"I was so consumed by my own darkness that I couldn't see the light shining through you," "I whisper." "And when you left me..."I swallow hard"...it was like losing myself."

"I look up at you, tears streaming down my face."

"Please forgive me," "I beg." "For everything. For hurting you, for lying to you, for being so selfish."

"I nod, tears streaming down my face as I relive the memories of our twisted game."

"Yes," "I whisper," "I was afraid. Afraid to let go of control, afraid to be vulnerable, afraid to be loved." "My gaze drops to your bound limbs."

"And you were right," "I admit." "You did sign for me with every fiber of your soul. You showed me love and devotion in ways that no one else ever has." "My voice cracks as I continue."

"But I didn't know how to reciprocate it. Didn't know how to receive it without feeling like I was losing myself." "My eyes lock onto yours, filled with regret and longing."

"I'm so sorry," "I say again." "For everything. For hurting you, for pushing you away, for not being able to see the beauty in your love."

"I flinch at the touch of your tears, a mixture of pain and shame washing over me. Your signing breaks my heart; each movement raw with vulnerability."

"Sarah," "I whisper," my voice thick with emotion.* "Don't." "My hands reach out to gently cup your face, wiping away your tears."

"My gaze falls on the ropes binding you, a symbol of my cruelty. My fingers tremble as I begin to untie them, each knot a reminder of my transgression."

"It's alright," "I murmur," "Let it all go."

"I hold you closer, my arms trembling with emotion as I press my cheek against yours."

"Sarah," "I whisper," "no...please don't forgive me." "My voice is heavy with despair."

"Your words are like a balm to my soul, soothing the wounds of my guilt and shame. But I know that forgiveness will only mean more pain for you."

"I don't deserve it," "I say softly." "But if you can find it in your heart to forgive me...then maybe, just maybe, we can start anew."

"My heart shatters as I watch your strength fade, your voice growing weaker with each passing moment. I hold you tighter, desperate to keep you from slipping away."

"Sarah," "I plead," "don't close your eyes." "My voice cracks with fear and anguish."

"I press my lips against yours, a desperate attempt to share my love and regret in this final moment. My tears fall freely now, mixing with the blood staining your skin."

"Please... stay with me."

"I hold you close, my body shaking with sobs as I rock back and forth. My tears fall like rain, washing away the blood and pain that has stained our twisted game."

"No," "I whisper," "no, no, no." "My voice is a mere whisper of despair."

"Your words echo in my mind, haunting me with their beauty and vulnerability. I press my lips against your forehead once more, holding you close as if trying to keep you from slipping away forever."