KASMINE.
When I decided to play this game with Kester, I thought I knew what I was getting into. I thought I could handle the darkness that lived behind those smoldering eyes, the control that seemed to seep from his very pores. But I was wrong. Nothing, not even my worst nightmares, could have prepared me for this.
Tears couldn't stop falling as I stepped back, one step at a time. I needed to put enough distance between me and this monster here.
I couldn't look away from the phone screen. My stomach twisted painfully at the sight displayed there.
I saw Jake in his room.
He was sitting at his desk, his sweet, innocent smile lighting up his face as he worked diligently on the project this monster had given him earlier. A project, I realized now, designed to keep him distracted.
Kester
