Angol
Poppy
I've spent my life climbing the ladder and hiding the cracks behind power suits and sharp words. But under the surface, I hate it all. My family. My job. Everything.
But I yearn for that freedom now I'm trapped in this place, unable to escape. My captor is relentless in controlling every move I make. The worst part is his cracked porcelain mask that he wears constantly to hide his face from me. It's terrifying. Yet something about him feels familiar.
I should hate him, but I don't. I'm not even sure I want to leave anymore. Maybe I'm losing myself, or maybe I've finally found where I belong.
Cillian
I've waited years for her to be mine. Poppy, my perfect obsession. Poppy was always the one, even when we were kids. She just didn't know it then.
But my mother ruined it all and then the world twisted my poor, sweet Poppy. It made her cold and distant. That's why I've taken her. I need to remind her of the truth. Now I have her, I won't let her go.
She thinks I'm a stranger, but she'll remember soon enough. She doesn't understand how perfect we are together, but she will. Everything I've done was for her. She just needs time to see that I'm not her enemy. I'm her salvation.
