Eternal Midnight


It was a full moon that night when he came for me. I recently finished my schooling and got a part-time job to add another income to the household. I didn't believe the few times I served as his waitress would leave such an impression. He said it was my perfume that drew him to me. At the time, I couldn't understand I wasn't wearing perfume. But now I know what he meant. The aroma that clung to me came from beneath my skin. When the time came, he stole me away from the day. Trap in an endless night.

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