Raging stormy grey eyes lock with Leslie and hold. Everything quiets but her loud breathing. She smiles up at him, she knew he was coming to save her. She waited... and he came for her. ————— I can't take my eyes of her. Her slight frame huddled behind the door, naked and bruised. light, sunshine and everything good in this world. Even surrounded my destruction and chaos she's the prettiest little thing. She offers me a wide smile with bruised lips and seals her fate. She's mine. My little pet.