Digital Art made by me
I am in the middle of the room, but not like I used to be.
My body was cold and limp, lying on a gurney, staring at the ceiling with lifeless eyes.
I felt a shiver run through me as I realised that she had dissected me, preserving our so-called "love" in a horrible and disturbing way.
At that moment I knew my fate was sealed.
I was trapped in that dark corner, a victim of her obsession, and I realised there was no escape.
My existence was lost in that heinous act, and my story now became a tragic tale that had come to a tragic end.