Prince

That is what I thought he was, until that day. He said we were traveling to our dream destination, Lisbon. “Pack up, hon”

Let us go.

I fell asleep on our way to the airport and woke up in what it seems an abandoned factory. Still on the passenger seat. Where was he? I think I saw this coming? Did he leave me here? Should I be glad I was alone? Should I just start the car and leave him behind? Save what could be saved.

I was wrong. I was not alone in the car. I heard the breathing. He was right behind. He did it.