Stella
I'm not scared, I'm petrified. Have I said this before? I'm sure that if I have, I wasn't nearly as terrified as I am now. Second guessing myself and cursing the moment that I decided I was going to literally change the world is already escalating and panic is slowly but surely creeping in.
Have I met the man that has gone through all this trouble just so he can get his paws on me? No, I have not. As anticlimactic as that may be, I am yet to meet the King of beasts face to face. I know what he looks like, I've seen him before, but I have never met him. And I'm starting to lose faith in my plans because he hasn't shown his face yet. Not knowing what he has planned for me is so much worse, because my imagination runs wild with all kinds of vile things. I can feel a shudder pass me a
