Love- Amanda
I really did love him, or at least I thought I did. No matter how he treated me, no matter what he said to me, how rough he was with me, bruises littering my body, I loved him. I forgave his violent nature, it was part of him. He wasn't like me, but I wanted to be like him. Strong, brave, and cold. I didn't want to love him when I found out what he was, when I met him, but it happened despite everything in me telling me not to. But seeing him like that. Seeing him dead, completely dead with no chance of coming back, I lost it. I lost the one man I had ever loved.