Stockholm: A Dark, Captivity Romance

Another night hiding in the treeline, watching her.

Emma Seaborn.

I shouldn't care what she's doing. I shouldn't be here at all, but vengence is due for the people living in this deceptively normal looking house.

Time's ticking for them. For her. And I'll be watching from the shadows until the moment is right.

Revenge, angel.

You'll be mine soon.