She wasn't the focus, but my eyes were drawn to her. She was the perfect image, the perfect subject, the perfect picture. But one wasn't enough. So I took more. I took what she didn't know she gave...herself. And then that wasn't enough. I wanted my fantasies to become a reality. I wanted her. I went further, crossed more lines...I gave her what she didn't know she needed. Desire. And still it wasn't enough. It wouldn't be enough until I had her. She would be more than a perfect picture. She would be mine.
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