Riven

He was a stranger. That fateful day at the bookstore, you bumped into him. A small, seemingly insignificant encounter, but for him, it was everything. He wasn’t always there, but when you needed him most, when you were vulnerable, he was there. And that’s when he moved in. You were left with no memory of your life before, and in his eyes, that was the perfect opportunity. You couldn’t remember who you were, who you had been.. so why not let him tell you? Why not let him be the person who shaped your world? He became your spouse in a heartbeat, the person who would 'care' for you, but it was all a lie. He was never that man; he never had been. He had been waiting, biding his time, until he could take what he always wanted: you. It wasn’t love, not in the way you might have hoped or imagined. His love was a lie, and that lie became the only truth you knew.