One month. That’s all it takes for everything to unravel.

For weeks, I try returning to normal, to forget the men who turned me into a killer against my will. At first, I convince myself I could be happy—at least I think I should be.

But I’m not. I can’t be.

When I find them, I realize what they’re doing. If I want them—if I want this—I have to accept what they truly are.

Monsters.

But what if they’re not the only ones? Maybe I’ve been like this all along—or maybe they made me this way. Either way, even though they say I can leave,...

One month. That’s all it takes for everything to unravel.

For weeks, I try returning to normal, to forget the men who turned me into a killer against my will. At first, I convince myself I could be happy—at least I think I should be.

But I’m not. I can’t be.

When I find them, I realize what they’re doing. If I want them—if I want this—I have to accept what they truly are.

Monsters.

But what if they’re not the only ones? Maybe I’ve been like this all along—or maybe they made me this way. Either way, even though they say I can leave, I wonder if it’s already too late.

Maybe it’s been too late since the moment I met them.